I am a lake gal, I truly am. I am not sure, but I am pretty positive this might be a thing us land of 10,000 lakes people are born with. The love of a lake, the smell of seaweed. This also may have been instilled into me by the countless days on the lake as a child into adolescence. Our big, fire truck red, aluminum pontoon with a baby blue pool slide strapped to the side of it. It stuck out like a sore thumb, but did we care? Hell no! Who do you think was having the most fun on the lake?
That'd be us! I believe there is one picture of this hunk of metal and if I ever find it I will post it.
Any who, I am growing on the love of another body of water (Please don't tell South
Lindstrom Lake). The river, St.
Croix to be exact. The river to me in my mind was always gross, dirty, rocky,
creaturey...yes
creatury. Well my friend Sarah introduced me to this
wonderous spot. It is SO shallow and completely sandy. Perfect
swimmin hole for the
lil tikes. Now that I have been thinking about it a little, it is actually probably better than swimming in a stagnate water lake, in a river the water is always moving. Maybe those are just my crazy thoughts. It is beautiful and a great place to swim! We really only have to tie their feet down with little rocks so the current doesn't take them, so that is really nice!



Silly Ro with with boots on