Something about the combination of water and a beautiful cliff-lined coast makes rock point such a unique and settling place to be. As I relax and take in the blissful tranquility of nature’s processes around me I feel completely at peace and grounded in my space. My “sitting rock” is a large dolostone boulder that fell off the reverse thrust fault. Its’s perfectly angled so that I can comfortably sit or lay on it to take in my surroundings. Clouds hover over the green mountains that span across the other side of the lake, with rays of sun shining through small gaps, reflecting brilliantly across the water. Rain is in the forecast in the next hour but as of now that couldn’t matter less as the perfect breeze whistles across the lake, cooling me off on this unusually warm November day (71°).
This welcoming breeze brings with it the melodic lull of steady waves crashing into my sitting rock. The tranquil rhythm of the waves is enough to lull anyone to sleep, and I almost fall victim to its comforting rhythm. As I look out over the water and listen to the crashing of the waves I realize thats really all I hear. There is no rustling of leaves anymore as they have all fallen off, there is no chirping of birds or splash of a fish jumping. It seems like despite the warm weather nature is ready for the silence of winter. Rock point is a place where silence doesn’t feel empty, but instead fulfilling and healing. The steadiness of this place provides me with a way to recharge and reset before the next hectic week.
15 minutes is a short time and apparently plenty of time for a rain shower to race across the lake. The distant clouds are now suddenly very near and the smell of rain is evident in the air. The breeze has transformed into a steady gust across the lake and the gentle waves have been whipped into a hectic frenzy. Rock Point is apparently ready for the hectic week too. My time to re-enter into the cacophony of reality has come and I must leave my little sitting rock until next time.
The only changes to Rock Point is that most of the foliage has fallen off leaving barren trees except for the Northern White Cedar, which keeps its needles all years. The temperature of the water is also much colder and I do not suggest dipping your feet in for a swim anymore.
