pine island views

A beautiful little windy dirt road leads to the lake and cabin. As a child, I remember the anticipation building as we rounded those corners around the birch and pine trees. Finally, we would head up the little hill and at last see the back of the cabin and a shimmery glimpse of the sun hitting Long Lake. After giving hugs to Grandma and Grandpa, we would change into our swimming suits and jump into the lake. Ahh, memories.

one of the cabins of pine island resort (my mom and siblings used to clean these cabins when my grandparents co-owned the resort)

pine island lodge - now a private residence. we used to attend dances here and also play pool and foosball in the rec room