I thanked her and inquired whether the lake had risen much.

Already the lake had risen nearly to the bridge where the highway crossed.

Salt water did not enter the lake, however, which became entirely fresh as the lake rose above sea level.

At one point last week, the lake, 165 miles north of Sacramento, was rising six inches an hour.

As of April 21, 2009, the lake had risen back to 1063.39 feet.

The muddy lakes rose higher, and the steady rain whipped the shining water.

They also say that if the lake rises 10 more feet, it could overflow into the Red River system anyway.

As the main lakes in camp rose to record levels, low lying areas became flooded.

By today the lake had risen more than a foot above that.

Heavy dark clouds shrouded the lake and the wind was rising, but the boys were undaunted.