Aww Gramma. This past weekend my dad, brother and friend Taggart made the journey to Lake Hartwell to visit my Gramma and Pop-Pop and help out a bit around the property. It never truly registers that it's summer until my first trip to the lake that actually includes a boat ride. This was that trip for Summer 2012.
This is my grandparents' property. I wish I had thought to capture another angle or two because this photo just doesn't do it justice.
Ryan's grown a bit since we bought this lifevest, haha. I opted to use my dad's as a floatie (if you wear it like a diaper, it works like the perfect seat)- I mean you can't hold onto your beer and a floatie at the same time, right?
My gramma always tells us to "wear our seatbelts" on the lake. Above: that's the seatbelt. Taggart inventively made it into a water table.
My dad was hollering about his "Natural Light." Classy man, my dad.
The next day on the lake I decided to try something I've skirted away from for years... slaloming. I got into a bit of a skiing accident when I had just learned and I've been weary of being pulled ever since. Slaloming I have never mastered- it was finally time to get back on the... ski?
After many, MANY attempts, I did finally get up [Ryan almost captured it above]! Most of the time I spent eating wake though... [below]. Painful. But I DID IT, damnit!
Taggart skied too! Ry just stuck to photographing. Maybe next time.
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