Lake Crossing

A gorgeous day and no wind made for a perfect crossing over to Evian in France. I liked including the churned up wake from the movement of the boat. The mountains on the right in the foreground are in France. Those in the distance with patches of snow, are in Switzerland.

Jean had forgotten that I was going over to visit him. I asked him where his memory was hiding ! He said: “what’s a memory?” He was laughing when he said it though!