|Posted on August 7, 2016 at 7:45 AM||comments (0)|
This is Brenda and this is my third year to manage The Great Lake Escape". However, this is the first blog for both the lake house and me. So fasten your seat belt, who knows what kind of ride this will be! We've been working many hours on this website and tho we still have work to do on it, we're making progress. Bear with us and please let us know what you think of it.
If you have stayed at the lake house, please send us some pictures of your group having fun and we'll post them on this site, for everyone to see. You can send them to my personal e-mail: [email protected] Of course, we won't post your last name, but will only post the first name of the person who rented the property. Let us know where people in your group are from and maybe we can even show a map with the home states of our guests marked.
We have arranged for Kayak rentals. We have access to 2 large ones that rent for $50 each, per day. Also available is a smaller one for $25 per day. Rental includes delivery and pick up.
Traveling in an RV or with a pull-behind? Be sure to contact us for arrangements and rules. Not all RV's can navigate our lane. If needed, we do have storage at our owners farm, only 5 minutes away, for a nominal fee.
Planning a small wedding at the lake house? We are limited on the number of cars allowed, but have extra parking at the farm, so guests can be shuttled to the house.
Interested in adding a good ole country hayride to your stay with us? Just let us know.
Our new sandbox for the kiddies has been ordered and should be here anyday now. We'll let you know when it's all set up.
Well, we've covered a lot for our first blog. We'll talk again soon.
|Posted on August 7, 2016 at 7:05 AM||comments (0)|
My name's Tilly and I'm a country chicken--a hen, to be more exact. Ceramic, if you must know. My partner, Henry and I, roost atop the fridge, here at "The Great Lake Escape". You'll see us there when you come to visit. We never come down. We love our roost. We can see everything and nobody bothers us. Now, we haven't always lived here at the lake. A long time ago, we lived in a big, busy city, with a sweet little lady, who was about 93 yrs old. She'd lived on a farm most all her life. A chicken farm, it was. When she got older and alone, she couldn't handle the farm, so she moved to be close to her grandkids. But you know what? She missed her chickens. So, one day she went out and bought me and Henry and took us to live with her in her new house. Every mornin, she'd get up, make her coffee, and sit down at the table. She'd sit there, sippin that coffee, and glancin up at us ever once in awhile and that's when I'd see a faint smile come across her face. She'd get sort of a far away look in her eyes and I reckoned she was rememberin when she'd go out and feed her chickens and gather the eggs. Well, one day, Mammy, as everybody called her, moved on to a better place and her daughter, Miss Mary, came in and packed up ever thing. She put me and Henry in a box and took us to her house. She must of forgot us, cause we stayed in that box a long time. Then one day, she opened the box and took Henry away. Turns out she had visited the lake house and thought it needed a bit more color. Now, Henry is quite a colorful fella, so she took him to Miss Brenda and he wound up here--right where he is this minute. Me?? I stayed in that box for many more days, until finally, somebody had the good sense to think Henry looked lonesome, so Miss Mary brought me to the lake, too. Well, I have to go. The sun's up and people are beginnin to stir around. I'll tell ya more another time. (If ya want me to, that is.). Love, Tilly