Scene in Wayzata: A flawless 77-degree Sunday on Wayzata Bay—boats fill the Broadway docks at Panoway, flags flutter lightly in the 8 mph breeze, and not a cloud interrupts the sky. It’s the kind of afternoon that once greeted summer passengers stepping off the Great Northern Railway, drawn here by word of cool lake breezes and steamboat rides from the finest harbor on Minnetonka. Today, the rhythm is quieter, but the welcome is just as timeless.
