Again, we take the bike path to North Hatley.

Like the tourists, local folk, motorcyclists,

bicyclists, summer people, and retired folk,

we are ones who like to watch the lake.

We return to North Hatley. The bike ride there is lovely.

There is a teeny-tiny sandy beach at the spot where the pier begins, right by the main road.

A few rocks make a retaining wall, and where there are rocks, there are rocks to climb.

It is not a bad spot, small as it is.

It is not a bad spot to stop and play.

Papa has to return to Shelburne to do some work on the house.

The rest of us take the electric bike down the bike path to North Hatley.

We find a tree to climb,

a pier to look about,

a wall to walk upon,

and Lac Memphremagog, where there is no place for swimming.