With snow still in the mountains, this past Saturday "the gang"-- Ben, Steve, Chris, Jared, Pat-- and I all went to the lake on Ben's boat. He has it for a few weeks until his family goes on their famous yearly Lake Powell trip.A couple of weeks ago Pat found a secluded area on the lake that not many people go to.
The day was perfect; with the weather in the low 80's and hardly anyone else out on the water, they spent the day wake boarding and jet skiing. I emphasize the "they" because I just spent all day sitting on the boat watching them do their thing.
The day ended with the boat dying on the water and having to jump start it with the jet ski. Thank goodness it started because we would have had to swim to shore! We thought we had better stop while we were ahead.Hopefully there will be more weekends like this one.
I still remember the youth trip we took where you banged up your arm so bad from water skiing. I also remember that trip because it was the first time I had ever heard of whole milk. I think I don't do water sports because of seeing how awful your arm looked, it scared me.
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