My fear is becoming a realization

When we bought our cabin on Fort Peck Lake I had one immediate fear: the lake would leave.

Entering our seventh season at the cabin my fear is being realized. The bay out our back door is rapidly receding, so much so that by ice-out I don’t think there will be enough water left to float our boats.

My fear was based on an old photograph in the Billings Gazette taken from the Rock Creek Marina, less than a mile by water from our cabin. It showed an expanse of dry, weedy land that used to be covered in water.

I don’t recall the year, but I think the photo was taken in the 80s or the 90s. A more r...