The Perfect Day, part I

Just as we were about to head to Rosala to ride bikes, I slipped into the water while trying to test the temperature. Since I was already wet... we altered our plans.



I shimmied into an old wet-suit and jumped in for the warmest and least windy day of the summer. The water was like glass. Thanks to my training in Austin (thank you Auntie, Uncle Vic, Gus, Elizabeth and my Mom), I got up on the first try and took a handful of spins around the space in front of the house. I tried to get up on one ski but it's been a little too long, and the boat was a little too little to compensate for the passage of time. Cora was a great driver too! It being her first time driving with a skier... I was only sad I couldn't let her go for a spin, perhaps another summer. After my legs and back could take it no longer, I swam to the dock, managed to get out of the very-stuck wetsuit and Cora and I went for a swim before continuing on with our plans. She even let me drive the boat!