The Clown of Blue Lake

Danger Bill, warrior of the woodland, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, fighting the many enemies of nature. This is the job of the guardian of the forest, Ranger Bill, pouring rain, freezing cold, blistering heat, snow, floods, bears, rattlesnakes, mountain lions.

Yes, all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job. Well done. You know, when I think of this story for today, I have to chuckle some because of the consternation that was caused at Blue Lake early this year, or I should say early this summer. It was just as the tourist season was getting into full swing.

Now, Blue Lake is located high up in the mountain country, and it's real cool and comfortable up there when everywhere else people are sweltering. Well, you've no doubt heard tell of yarns about monsters being in lakes and oceans.

And I wonder if the folks at Blue Lake didn't begin to think that this was true after several peculiar happenings took place. Let's call this story the Clown of Blue Lake. During the day, motorboats fly the lake for pleasure riding and towing water skiers.

But in the early morning and late evening hours, the fishermen take over and try to land the big ones. Let's join a couple of the boys as they roll quietly along the lake to their fishing spot.

Well, yes. This is the time of year I've looked forward to each month since last summer. Yeah, sure is Amos. Good to leave those hot city offices and come here to God's country in Linn.

think three whole weeks of this wonderful place. By any new lures this year? Oh no. Hard enough carrying all the gear and gadgets I've got now. The strength of your bag besides the limit of the size of your bag sure does Amos. Of course my wife has something to say about that too. I know what you mean. Say we're almost at