It began with Bill roaming along the shoreline in his shorts. That's how wonderful the day was. Definitely shirt sleeve weather... a veritable Beach Day. Sheri made the comment that this sun would give her a head start on her tan before going south later this spring on an incentive trip Bill won from his company.
But March truly can be the silly season, and despite the fact that the swimming area was limited in size, Bill moved off the beach, and into the water -- he gets the prize for being the first one (intentionally) into the lake this year!
Nor did he just jump in and out -- in true Polar Bear fashion, he hung about in the water, made a bit of a splash, and then pulled up a dock for a seat in the sun while the kids played along the shore.
Cold? Well, consider that the loggers on the old log drives used to work all day in water over their knees, wearing leather boots and mackinaw pants. That's not so bad as you might think. It's when the water gets around the torso of the body that things go downhill fast. All the same, we're quite glad that we're not compelled to be in the lake when we have to share it with the icebergs!
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