Binnacle Island

This week’s Lens Artist challenge encourages us to explore the boundary between land and water at the sea or a lake. I’m stretching that just a bit with this image of Binnacle Island, because it’s in the Thousand Islands region of the St. Lawrence River, between the US and Canada. Not quite the sea or a lake, but a significant bit of water in any case! This small island is owned and maintained by the US Power and Sail Squadron as a place members can reserve for visits to enjoy the water. I got to go there for a lovely afternoon. Here are a couple of other photos from that day. Enjoy!

Posted in response to Lens Artist Challenge #56: Seascapes and/or Lakeshore with thanks to Amy for posting the challenge this week.

Binnacle Island

This is tiny, lovely Binnacle island in the St. Lawrence river between the US and Canada. I wrote about it before, but this is a better view of what the place is like. It is maintained entirely by volunteer members of the US Power Squadron, and as you can see they do a wonderful job. When we were there they were rebuilding the deck on the house up at the top of the rock, but we were tied up to a dock down at the river level, where the group barbecued some pork and shared food. If you look closely you can see the sign with the island’s name on it, which is of no practical use since it’s entirely invisible until you’ve actually docked. The sign sets the mood for the whole place: quirky, offbeat, and charming.

Posted in response to the WordPress photo challenge: Ambiance

Relaxing on the Edge

Last month, we got to spend a day at Binnacle Island in the St. Lawrence River. It’s a tiny dot of land owned by the US Power Squadron, and members can dock there overnight at any time and reserve it for longer stays. There’s a house, a deck with cookout equipment, indoor plumbing, and docks with power outlets. And this inviting hammock. I didn’t actually get into it; the last time I tried to use a hammock I discovered myself to be deeply hammock-impaired, unable to get in or out gracefully, and I was afraid to try this one. It was, after all, right on the edge of the island. Rolling out on the wrong side would be painful, then wet. But I didn’t resist taking a photo.

Posted in response to the WordPress Photo Challenge: Edge.