The Lake!

I went to the lake yesterday. It was not a perfect day, but we have come to expect that from our trips to the Irish Hills. For as long as we can remember (a year or two at least) every time we want to go to the lake, the weather is either cold, windy, overcast, raining, or some diabolical combination of these. This time it was just over 70 after two weeks of non-stop 90 degree weather, and was a little windy. On the bright side, it was quite sunny and the water was warm, so it was bearable.

We took the boat out just about as soon as we got there. No time to waste and all that you know? Well we made Joe unhook the boat, then it wouldn't start at first so he almost got pinned against the dock. Not really, he's a beast and just shoved it away. The ride over was uneventful. When we got to our usual swimming spot, we dropped anchor and jumped in. We soon realized that the boat was drifting away rather rapidly. We got back in, struggled with the ignition again, and moved back to where we wanted to be. This happened several times. Finally we just said screw it, and let it drift. We were drifting almost directly down the longest portion of the lake, so there was not much danger of hitting anything, especially since there were only 3 other boats out on the entire lake.

At one point, we were in 35' of water and the one anchor was obviously not even touching anymore, so I pulled that one in. The other seemed to still be on the bottom though. That has to be the most exercise we have gotten at the lake. Most of us were in the water the majority of the time, and that means we were swimming along with the boat for almost half a mile. It was drifting for almost two hours and was at the other end of the lake when we decided to head in. When Joe pulled up the anchor, it was covered in seaweed and had dragged up a rather large tree branch. In the end we all had a great time, got lots of sun, and you should just generally be jealous of us.

The goldfish is giving me dirty looks, I have put it in its place.