The lake water is at 80 degrees. Which is suprisingly refreshing, and irresistably tempting. Which means the lake is where we are finding our guests.
Thursday morning is our marathon swim.
For some of our guests, this is the longest swim they've attempted in open water. Lots of canoes come along for support. Pat had it figured -- she had Sophie in the bow, and Frances in the stern, and all she had to do was enjoy. Although her story was that she was the one watching the swimmers...
It's an easy pace -- there is time to wave. And chat. Both Kathy and Kurtis gave us the royal salute.
Taffy was a quite excited by the action. This week she was with me in the small rowboat, which was a bit too tempting for her to jump out, so I had to put her on a leash. She seemed a little concerned for David.
"I saw you dive in," she seemed to say. "Are you okay?"
And Robert, in his yellow canoe that is as much a part of the Williams' Clan as Robert himself, he had the motive power solution -- all he was really doing was dipping the paddle in for effect. And why not?
It was just a perfect start to any day.
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