I can't bare to get rid of the tiniest fabric scrap. It can always be a yoyo or something small. When my big basket of scraps gets full, I sort by color group then try to decide what I'm going to use them for.
We finally took our new boat out for a spin on Tahoe. It was a beautiful day. No wind, just calm & warm.
From Gardnerville (abt 4800 elevation) we just go up Kingsbury grade (the top is 7300) then down the hill to South Shore. It takes about 20 mins. Here are a few shots heading back home.
First we drove around Emerald Bay.
Named Fannette Island by Mrs. Knight is the only island in Lake Tahoe and rises 150 feet above the water and is home of breeding Canadian Geese who nest here From February 1 through June 15 so the island is closed to all visitors. Fannette Island has been called many names until Mrs. Knight moved it. It has been called Coquette Island, Baranoff Island, Dead Man’s Island, Hermit’s Island, and Emerald Isle.
Before Mrs. Knight bought the land, Captain Dick Barter, “the Hermit of Emerald Bay,” lived on Dead Man’s Island as it was called then from 1863 - 1873. He would get around in a small row boat to and from the island to get his supplies. He was know to favor the drink, which many felt this was his undoing since he often would row across the often turbulent waters to just get his supply of drink and often be drunk when he did it. Yet, he had some wonderful values and was obviously a hardy soul to survive on this island all year long. He built his own wooden chapel and tomb on the island’s summit. Sadly, in 1873, the captain’s boat was found wrecked at Rubicon Point above deep water and his body was not recovered.
Another sad note was in 1929 Captain Dick’s chapel remnants were replaced by a stone tea house built for Mrs. Knight. She and her guests would travel to the island to have tea. It must have been part of her little girl dreams to have her own tea house and castle. This little castle even had a small corner fireplace with a large oak table and four oak chairs. Over the years, thieves, like they do to many treasures, took its toll on the tea house so now only the shell remains. Yet with much imagination you can vision of what it must of looked in it’s hey day.
On land right behind the island is this Castle
Today my husband is out on the lake fishing with a friend/neighbor so hope they have a fun day.