Getting down to lake business

22.06.2012

In the morning, I tried to hide my giant bruise from Karen, but she saw it and kind of freaked out. It's OK, it wasn't bleeding so don't worry.

Shylo's other cousin, Eric and I dragged a kayak down to the waterfront and I toured around a little bit. I think I went back up and tried to sleep, but couldn't. It was really early, Shylo's aunt turned the radio on at about 6 a.m. for some reason and nobody slept at all.

Then, we tried to go and see the dune buggy race, but it was over by the time we got there. We took the four wheeler down the road and sat in the back on a trailer. That was kind of crazy.

We took a short hike, where Eric got attacked by a wild turkey and when we got back, I went for some more kayaking.

At some point, there was a very long discussion on who would go into town and buy ice cream and french fries from the famous chip truck. Shylo, Eric and I were going to go, but then a bunch of other people wanted to come and then there were too many to fit in the car, so I volunteered to stay and sleep some more. Which also didn't happen again.

Shylo's mom made awesome food the whole time. I remember stir fry and shishkabobs, mmmmm.

Shylo's uncle in a canoe