During our recent visit, Charlie and I swam back and forth across the entire lake, every day.
While we'd swim, the kids would either play on the raft anchored off the dock with their teenage cousins and teenage friends whose eyes were glued on our kids...
Or, they'd follow us in a kayak just in case Charlie and I were to need a ride at some point. Not because of swim fatigue, because we're very good at floating on our backs for a recovery rest ...
... but because it's a little freaky swimming across a lake, if you're not used to it. Especially when you'd swim over hot and warm springs and something swishes past you or tickles your foot e.g., fish? snake? previously undiscovered carnivorous creature that inhabits freshwater lakes in the northern US states?! and you'd let out a scream like a 5-year old girl. Oh it's just a leaf?! I thought maybe it was a piranha!!
When we weren't swimming across the lake, we were diving in to it.
Sploosh!!
And diving....
Do you want to see that again?
I think he's counting, here, how many dives he's made here today alone?
104,754....
There were race dives...
With only one child ...
With two children ...
And with three.
There were also back dives...
And an abundance of jumping...
BIG SPLOOSH!
Are you aiming for the five-year-old and dog??
Wheeeee!!!!
We had an awesome trip. And the whole time we were there, we were savoring every moment. Because this stuff ... right here?
These are the memories that stay with us for a lifetime.
