Dock Day on Donner Lake
Dock day on Donner Lake. The big inflatable island went in early and stayed tied off at the dock most of the afternoon — the girls sprawled across it, one of them draped over the edge with her legs in the water, somebody's drink parked in a cup holder. I took a camp chair on the deck boards with my feet up and mostly stayed put.
Everyone drives the extra half hour for Tahoe — largest alpine lake in North America, twenty-two miles long, 1,640 feet deep — but Donner does the same job at a size where you can see both ends from one dock. Plenty of company out on the water anyway: a ski boat pulling laps, a jet ski cutting across its wake, and down toward the west end a little sailboat with a rainbow sail.
The oldest handled the rope work when the float drifted, cinching the line to the cleat with the rest of it coiled in a blue tangle on the dock behind her.
Late in the day we traded the water for a walk through the pines, masks on the whole way. August 2020 — you wear one even under the trees.