Swan hassling

 As always in Michigan, after a period where it looked like Autumn had truly started (temperatures down in the 40s at night, 60s in the day) - what we like to call "False Fall", we get "Indian Summer" or "Surprise, motherfucker, you didn't think the sweating was over, did you?"
Up to 83 today.  However, Frederick is fully recovered from Covid, so we went for a trot in Holly Rec.  The Lake seems to have turned into grasslands (this is the lake that the rickety walkway goes across, so it was never deep).

Here's the walkway.  Frederick does NOT like it - I have to hold his hands as we walk across it, which requires coordination that neither of us really has.  And what's that in the distance to complicate matters still further?

Egads!  Swans!  Specifically what looks like a family, so extra likely to 'ave yer arm off.  I found a large stick in the mud next to the walkway and waved it at them (we literally could not go round them - they were on the walkway in the one place where there was water of any depth) as they hissed at us and resisted moving for the longest time.  However, they eventually flounced off and we were able to pass.