The high wind and high water has done quite a bit of shoreline damage, With miles apon miles of shoreline lost forever. But on a good note every piece of litter is now intangled in reeds on shore. Every golf ball I ever hit into the water is now somwhere on shore. Uncle Loyde and his crew staying at westwind ask me where all the golf balls came from. I have never thought of them as liter as there to fun to hit into the lake. Some how the water movement has sent many, many golf balls that way. I can not hit them a 1/4 mile.And do not hit them that way. Beach combing is on my list today and I will alos bring a bucket for liter but I expect that will be full in no time. Westwinds shoreline is littered with reeds,sand and litter.They have been busting butt cleaning it all up. I can not imagine how much sand has gotten deposited on shore. I did not have anythying to slow the water down from sloshing back and fourth so I did not get a nice sand beach while Henry got a nice little beach, Uncle Pete had installed tires down along there shoreline year ago. Anyone interested in beach combing should bring a bucket for litter. A walk along the eastern shorline and who knows what you will find ,Loyde's nephew had found a half dozen lures as of yesterday.
Even eminent chartered accountants are known, in their capacity as fishermen, blissfully to ignore differences between seven and ten inches, half a pound and two pounds, three fish and a dozen fish. ~ William Sherwood Fox, Silken Lines and Silver Hooks, 1954