It's Tourney Time...Not Just for Hoops Fans

While they may not have brackets and rankings, it's tourney time too for Lake Anna's anglers. The Lake Anna and Potomac River Bass Anglers Tournament is one event underway here at the lake.

I gotta hand it to these guys and gals...I see them out in rain, cold and wind each and every day working our cove and surrounding environs. They've got far more patience than I do!

If you're coming to the lake anytime soon checkout any of our local marinas and you'll find more information about local tourneys and fishing events.

Lake Anna Hodge-Podge

What the heck!!?? From sunny and 75 to snowing and 30. To say it's been a weird week would certainly be an understatement. I'm so thankful we didn't fully de-winterize last weekend. As it is the water levels on the lake were so high on Saturday that someone walking on one of our neighbors piers it looked like he was walking on water.


In spite of the cold and windy weather there were a couple of interesting lake tidbits I found this weekend...both from bloggers. One is a post from a woman walking and biking to Florida and took a side trip for her first visit here and the other from a wine afficianado who made his first visit to Lake Anna Winery and provided a very nice profile.

Tap-Tap-Tap...It's 6:30 AM...or is it 5:30?!?!?

Now, I'm not a fan of this whole seasonal "spring ahead, fall behind" nonsense (especially "Spring ahead", anyway) but it was especially unwelcome this weekend when we woke up to rapping on our door at the ungodly hour of 5:30am on Sunday(like 6:30a isn't bad enough on a weekend). Who could possible be tapping at our door this early?

Imagine our suprise to find it was a beautiful male cardinal. And he was incredibly persistent. His first round of wakeup calls began from our main level deck. Once he saw us shuffling around inside dazed and confused, he quickly flew away. Within minutes he was back again, this time from the patio below the deck.

He tapped away at our sliding glass doors for hours. The kids were really worried he was going to knock himself silly...I personally can't imagine how he didn't end up with a doozey of a headache (he'd certainly given us one, by the second consecutive hour).

Later that morning we found signs that he's also been tapping away at a window at the front of the lake house. What in the world could he be after? Given the beautiful lake weekend we finally had my advice to him is "stick outside buddy...Spring will be here soon!"