After the brunch we headed to the sauna and some really nice swimming to cool off as the lake is only about 10 meters away. The water was only 18C but felt really nice. With a happy mood all around and a few beers more it was time to grill the evening food. We filled our bellies to the brim and then realized it was time to head to the island to watch the lighting of the bonfire. Only the young un's went in the boat and we enjoyed the fantastic fire in the most impressive sunset. The bonfire raged in a huge fashion at almost 5 meters (15 feet) in height. In the tradition of the lake the usual silence of the finns was broken as we greeted all the other boats and then departed back to the cottage.
Once we arrived back we lit a small fire near the shore and chatted the night away again with some more beer. What a most wonderful midsummer eve as we remember fondly when my Austrian friend Michael was here two years ago the weather was atrocious.
The next and last day was again fantastic weather. We sort of moped around again until we realized the chicks decided it was time to come out of their nest. We saw them drop the 10 meters(30feet)to the ground and then the first two swam in the direction of their calling mother. The third one was the little guy we had just saved earlier. He plopped down and when he got the the waters edge his foot got stuck in the grass and he was hanging upside down. We helped him once again and he managed the big swim to his mom but when he got to shore he took a good 15 min to climb the rock. He looked a few days behind his brother and sister in development. He was so exhausted he couldn't move. The dad and kids headed down the shore but I was surprised when the mom stayed with him and kept him warm. Eventually after sitting there all day she had to leave to take care of the others. Not knowing what to do I scooped him up and ran him down the shore so he could to join the rest of his family. I felt so sorry for the little helpless guy. I really hope he made it and with some good luck and next hard days he might have made it. I will always remember that little guy. That day I also learned a lot about seagulls as I assumed they were all the same. The ones found in downtown are called grey seagull(Harma Lokki) but the ones at the summer cottage are called old fisher gulls (Vanha Kala Lokki).
Once all the bird drama was over we continued picking up the place and started heading home. A very nice Midsummer and one that I will never forget as there are so many good memories. Thanks for reading and stay tuned for more soon!