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Friday, July 13, 2001

8:45 am. David and I got to the lake between 9:30 and 10:00 last night, almost exactly four hours after we left Santa Rosa. By the time we got here I was almost relaxed. Okay, I was almost asleep — but definitely in better shape than when I left. I don't think I even started to feel as if I was on vacation until we hit Interstate 80 at Cordelia. So by the time we got to Redding, at least we were both singing along with Garth Brooks on the powerful stereo in the big red truck.

Only six of us slept on the boat last night. That will change as people start arriving for the weekend. It was atypically chilly and breezy overnight, and it took me most of the night to figure out how to block the wind out of my sleeping bag. I was already huddled inside the bag to get away from the whirring of bats' wings. Bats don't scare me, but there must have been a hundred of them flapping back and forth under the canopy on the roof of the houseboat, where I'd set up my sleeping bag. They definitely got my attention.

Since it was dark when we got here, I couldn't fully appreciate the beauty of Shasta Lake — and how different it is from my everyday life — until I woke up and saw it spread out in front of me. (And just a tiny portion of it, at that.)

Shasta Lake

The view from our cove on the first morning.

7:45 pm. As we've cruised around this morning looking for the perfect place to tie up two houseboats, where a bunch of kids and dogs would be able to roam the banks and beaches, for the longest time none of the coves we found would do. But this is such an enormous lake that we knew we'd find our spot. And we did! The kids can walk along the bank ere, from one boat to the other. Eric and David set up the horseshoe pit on top of the point. The dirt is clean and the water is clear here. It couldn't be better.

So far I've managed to find time to read, swim, and ride in the boat. No time to sleep, though. I thought I'd need a nap today, but I've managed to last into the early evening. It's been a mellow day, but there are only fourteen of us here tonight. Tomorrow is the day when we'll have the biggest crowd. It should be a blast.

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