ONLY AT CANYON LAKE...
Stories that would otherwise be lost or forgotten...
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about an experience you had at Canyon Lake we would
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It was a beautiful mid morning early spring of 2005.
The marina office doors were all open, letting in an
abundance of fresh air. I was in the back
office and Pam was up front taking care of business.
A prospective customer entered the office and began
a conversation with Pam. I entered into the
conversation and discovered that he was currently a
marina customer at an adjoining lake and that he was
very interested in bringing his boat here. I
had to excuse myself for a moment, back to the back
office as he & Pam continued the conversation.
All of a sudden Pam let out a frantic scream “Chuck
Help Me, Help!” I scurried back to the front
office to find Pam on top of her desk with the
prospective customer backed into a corner,
surrounded by a goose with wings fully expanded,
feathers flying everywhere & a nasty hissing going
on. I quickly walked up to the goose, gently
placed one hand around its neck just at the base of
its head and walked the goose back out of the door.
Apparently the prospective customer thought it was a
good idea to wave a piece of white paper at the
goose in effort to persuade it to exit the office,
wrong move! This was a domestic goose that
someone had relocated to Canyon Lake & it must have
had prior security guard training. Needless to
say, the goose did pass away of natural causes,
never to be seen again. The prospective
customer was also never to be seen again.
Jan 27, 2008
Very early morning we discovered that a skunk had
found its way into the men’s restroom located just
prior to the entry of Lakeside Restaurant & Cantina.
The skunk was hiding just around the corner, within
the shower stall. Brad, the maintenance
supervisor & I tried to coax the skunk out with some
breadcrumbs & turned a bright light towards its
direction. We propped all of the doors open,
hoping that if we left it alone for a while it would
leave on its own. Nothing is that simple at
Canyon Lake as instead of the skunk leaving, a duck
followed the trail of breadcrumbs into the restroom,
right up to the skunk, startled the skunk that then
decided to spray his scent. The duck also was
startled, leaving his droppings all around the
restroom, flying into the walls, stalls, mirror, etc
and decided not to leave until we made another trail
of bread crumbs for him to follow, finally exiting
the room. Brad decided to finish the job by
coaxing the skunk into leaving but not until after
it made sure that Brad had to stop on his way home
to purchase some tomato juice.
Lesson learned for Canyon Lake Marina... keep the