I haven't been on the lake very long; I think this is my fifth season. About two or three years ago I had to be at the Glendale docks by 8am for an exam I was taking with the Power Squadron. They were using the MP's classroom space. I figured the best way to go would be by boat.
I launched at Lakeport at about 6am and enjoyed being the only non-bass/fishing boat on the water the entire trip out to the broads. I cruised to an area just outside Welch Island, cut the motor, and drifted for a while -reviewing my notes (since I had time to kill) and just reveled in the moment and the scenery around me.
The water was like glass, with a very light, misty fog hovering just above the surface, and not a sound to be heard anywhere. In the distance, I could see a bass boat with a person fishing. The scene was so surreal: backlit by the sun, all you could see was an outline of the boat in the water with the glow of the mist all around. Story of my life... I wish I had my camera... my
good camera. I would have tried hard to find a way to make that fit into my website. (which is
www.nauticalpictures.com by the way). Sorry, I couldn't resist throwing that in).
Anyway, moments like that explain why I am out on the lake by 8AM as often as possible. It's absolutely the best time to be out.