Early this afternoon, I heard a knock at the front door. This baffled me because the trail was completely flooded and impassible. The lighthouse was surrounded by water, and the dock was submerged. How could someone possibly drop by the lighthouse in these conditions? I opened the door to see Ryan, one of the Clearwater crew members. He must have noticed the puzzled look on my face because he proceeded to explain how he walked out the trail and borrowed one of my kayaks this morning and stayed out too long, not realizing the trail would be flooded this afternoon. Now, he wondered how to get back. I invited him in for lunch while we discussed his options for returning to the mainland. He was supposed to meet someone this afternoon, so he couldn’t simply wait for the tide to ebb. The rowboat wasn’t an option because I used it yesterday to get ashore during high water and left it tied up at Boone’s dock. His only option was to take the kayak for the rest of the day. As for myself, I wasn’t going to make any plans to go anywhere until after the waters receded from the trail. I must admit that when the trail is flooded, I am tempted to think, “No one can make it to the lighthouse today. I have the place to myself.” I know better than that. I learned that’s rarely the case.