Lynx Lake
Rendezvous
9 August 2008
Prescott, AZ |
Photos and words by Cdr Bill Johnson
On 9 August, a gathering occurred of
hardy members of our squadron at a lake located over a mile above
sea level. We knew that if anyone could conquer this lake it
had to be squadron member from Arizona.
The lead party (Ed & BJ Wojcik) scouted the lake using prior
experience (this is the sixth annual event) to secure the premier
ramada at zero dark-thirty plus (0700 for the precise nautical
crew). This was just in time to assist the Campground Host to
clean the tables of choice. Such dedication to the cause is difficult
to properly reward.
The participants began to congregate
through-out the morning to a peak attendance of 16 plus two dark
dogs for protection.
The weather couldnt have been better. Temperature in the
70s, partly cloudy (a couple darker clouds) and a history
of nice weather and minor dampness kept our spirits high. Kayaks
left the friendly shores early for a exploration of the hidden
treasures of this jewel of lake. Gentle breezes carried our squadron
members to all of the nooks and crannies of this mystic lake
in the pines. They returned to watch the only sail boat of this
event ( a radio controlled vessel of modest means) navigate the
windward shores under the guidance of our Sail course instructor.
Attendees of the event included: Ed & BJ Wojcik, Jerry
& Kathy Anderson, David & Janet Allocco, Jim & Marge
Hill, Terry & Jean Gray, Jane Peterson (Chuck was
off playing Volleyball in Prescott), John & Barb Lusson,
and Connie & Bill Johnson.
Only minor mishaps caused the put-downs and bottom scrapes
on the sailing vessel due to learning curves of the skipper to
the operational problems of not being inside the vessel when
the boom swings. The skipper stated that he only used the oversized
outboard motor for minor course changes (yeah!). The display
of this vessel drew the attention of several people walking around
the area. Our Sail master was glad to explain and demonstrate
the operation of the vessel when asked.
The obligatory sacrifices over the coals began on time and with
many waiting for the chance to enjoy the wonderful shared dishes
brought by all. Im told that we had more than needed to
satisfy an army of over a thousand, but a severe hole was produced
by the dieting members of our squadron (oops, I meant the non-dieting
members).
Approximately, 15 seconds after the
desert plates were dished, we received a minor shower in the
southwest side of the dinning area. A strategic re-deployment
of the members was conducted with great distinction. A demilitarized
zone of more than 12 feet was vacated to the elements. No casualties
or loss of food indicated the success of the move.
While the post action meeting was being
conducted 15 minutes later (over the remaining deserts), an insightful
comment was heard that the wind had just changed direction to
the northeast and it may bring the weather back . Small conversations
dismissing this forecast as needing the blessing of the great
forecaster (Bob Schloeman) were put to rest when the rains started.
To the amazement of all, the remaining three-quarters of the
ramada were washed to specification, while the temperature continued
to plummet. Minor hail was observed landing around the area.
After a hurried repositioning of the resources (jackets, raincoats,
towels and any thing else handy) onto the survivors, we enjoyed
the changes in the positions of the people in the other (smaller)
armadas and the open park benches around the area. Im proud
to announce that not a soul of our membership abandoned the food
or the picnic. The same cannot be said of the other ramadas.
After the dampness had finished, a clean-up was accomplished
by all. A few of the die-hards went to Olive Garden for
a minor replenishment of energy. The evening finished with a
campfire by the campers. One of our squadron courses really should
teach how to properly get a fire going with wet fuel, safely!
On Sunday morning, a joint breakfast was held at the local Cocos
to ensure that this group vacated the pristine pine forests of
the Prescott with all remaining squadron members accounted for.
Thank you to both Ed & BJ for a wonderful weekend. Plan on
joining us next year for the Seventh Annual Lynx Lake Rendezvous.