11 October 2005: On our way back to the airport we took a swing over our current home down by the lake. This is our little bay with the historic dock that used to support the only source of communication and transportation when there were no roads: the small passenger and mail boats that plied these waters. Our house is juuuuust off to the left of the picture between the highway and the bay road.
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