…hard across the windy lake? Now I know why the lyrics to that classic say "gently down the stream."
We awoke this fine morning to temperatures in the mid-50's. When the sun warmed us up to the 70's, I decided it was time to fulfill my promise to rent a rowboat and take the kids out onto the lake. Having never captained a rowboat before, it took some getting used to. Nevertheless, we managed to make our way around our end of the lake even with a contrary wind pattern that seemed to constantly be blowing against us.
While I rowed, Jonah sat at the bow pretending the submerged plants were squid arms and kept a sharp lookout for the Loch Ness Monster. When a detached rhizomatous stem from an aquatic plant floated by we counted it a success - it certainly resembled the decayed remains of some such creature.
We had a good time and mommy got a good workout to boot. More memories in the making…
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