At the end of October the air was cold and ice had formed in the shallow bays of Jacko Lake.

There was no wind so I ventured out to paddle around the lake.   Frost covered the north-facing hills and some of the icy bays couldn’t be paddled, but there were swans and ducks on the lake, a muskrat swimming across, and an eagle watching over the lakeshore.    A couple of bundled-up fishermen were out, casting their lines.

With work on the Trans Mountain Pipeline close by, it was not quiet, but the lake was peaceful.    Staying warm takes work so steady paddling for an hour was the course of action.    I was hoping for a couple of additional days of paddling before winter sets in.