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July 20, 2014

The lake we swam in most often was a hidden gem, down a dirt road leading to a “parking lot” which was nothing more than a clearing among the towering pine trees.  From there, you followed a narrow, unpaved path bordered by blueberry bushes and more pine trees to the lake, which, like most beaches on the island, was on the rocky side. This didn’t deter us from picnicking, though.  The lake had a pink granite shelf to one side, which was perfect for sunbathing, and the warm, shallow water as you splashed into the water was alive with minnows.