Fun And Torment At Milford Lake

This weekend I joined my parents at Milford. Ryan apparently had to work. It was raining when I arrived on Friday night as it did on and off all day on Saturday. The pop-up camper we slept in is a 1983 masterpiece. Unfortunately, it has seen better days and leaks a bit. Everything was just a little damp, but that's ok.


(This is what a campfire looks like when you burn a piece of copper pipe with garden hose inside.)

Although it was cloudy on Saturday, we took Dad's new boat on during a break from the rain. It is quality, and I like it even though I know nothing about boats. Another piece of fun, and where the first part about torment comes in to play, is the thing Dad bought to pull people behind the boat in. Here is a picture from Cabela's:



It was good times, and I can't wait to take it out again. Besides, I don't think Dad got a chance to toss me around like a rag doll the way he wanted. Next time we'll have to put the rope on the right way so that water doesn't spew blindingly into our faces. Also, next time we'll have to use a different brand of sunblock. The "waterproof, sweatproof 45 SPF" we had left me with a bright red burn and blisters on my face. Oww. No regrets.