Early the next morning, we agreed to play doubles tennis with Papa and his friend. I’m really no good at tennis at all, so I was a little scared to play.
But Irving’s pretty good, so what’s the worst that could happen.
I think I hit 95% of all the balls over the fence. Luckily we had two little kids hanging out with us that would run around and find my lost balls. lol (kidding. kind of).
BAHAHA. This is what I look like when I’m trying to serve. I should go pro.
I think Irving realized right away how bad I am at playing. He was pretty much carrying our team. Well I think he got a little overly competitive and just as I was running to hit the ball, all of a sudden Irving was underneath me skidding on the ground! His arm AND leg were bleeding. Oy vey.
It would have made for a much better story if he’d actually made a point on his attempt, but sadly, that was not the case.
But, the cool part is that Irving’s skin was smeared across the court. See those white marks there? Yep.
Needless to say, we switched partners after that and I played on Papa’s team.
We still lost, but that was entirely my fault, he’s pretty good.
Papa was a Dentist and Grammie was a Nurse, so between the two of them, they got Irving patched up pretty good.
Guess what we did for the rest of the day!
Only this time, we had company! My cousins came to play with us too!
In the afternoon, we decided to take lunch on the
Three generations of lake-lovers!
The boys did a bit of tubing too! It didn’t take long to flip them!
Then Irving went, despite his battle wounds. He had a taped up gauze pad on his arm too!
There was scorching heat last week, so the lake breeze and crisp water was welcomed!
Then we anchored the boat near a trailhead and everyone got off to picnic on land. But Grammie and I decided to stay on the boat and munch on the water. (I ended up skipping the diet coke!)
Everyone else dined in the woods.
And after they were done eating, they found some wild blueberries growing nearby!
They brought us a few handfuls to eat on the boat too!
For the next two hours, the boys played in the water…
My grandparents read and napped on board…
And my mom and I floated on the raft chit-chatting!
Then the boat ride continued! We passed Bear Island along the way. Check out their little post office! A mail boat delivers the mail daily!
Also on the island is a huge sleepaway camp for kids. My mom went there for many years when she was a kid. And then she went back as a counselor later on. Irving and I decided that whether they like it or not, our kids will be going to the camp. They must grow up knowing this lake. They don’t really have a choice. We’ll fly them there for two weeks every summer. I’m already excited for parents weekend. BAHAHA.
I sat in the front, closed my eyes, and just felt the breeze on my face, and the sun on my shoulders, and the mist of the waves splashing up as we drove. This image right here is my own personal heaven.
When we were almost back to the dock, our tube blew off the back! We had to circle back around to get it!
I think there was more card games and dominos played in the evening, and then we ventured on foot to get some Ice Cream at the Kellerhaus! Dollar Cone Wednesdays! What, what!?
Don’t worry, we walked a mile there and a mile back… so that makes the calories free, right?
I’d like to say that after this trip I swore off ice cream for a while, but I already broke my streak by getting a Menchie’s yesterday. Someone save me!
Where is your happy place? Did you go to camp as a kid?