Beau, looking flustered.
Noah, probably looking just as flustered as his dad; it's harder to tell, with babies.
A taste of the fall foliage, by the time that we arrived at the lake itself, it had gotten into rainy and blustery territory. The ferry ride was still awfully pretty, especially for the rain storm. Unfortunately, it was dark, and nice and colorful pictures were out of the question.
Captain 's not to big to throw a rope.
So hard to choose!
Company on the lake.
Docking ..
.. and heading home.