Scouting out a too windy to travel lake. This is looking south with the wind from the north. I had just crossed from the east side when the wind picked up to white cap conditions. Even though I was adjacent to the west shoreline there was no decent place to make a landing but I was heading into a nice beach protected by the bluff this picture was taken from. It did take me an hour or better to make that safe harbour though. Oddly enough, on this uninhabited lake, there were two fellows on the shoreline with a truck and as I paddled past them I hollered that I was doing fine. With the way the bow was being slammed into the wave troughs I doubt very much they believed that until they saw me make my landing.