Never Let A Dead Body Get In The Way Of A Good Time
On Tuesday of last week Jake came down with the croup which is a bad cough which seems to only materialize at night. We were supposed to camp in tents Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights at a state park in Virginia. I told Vangie we should give Jake another day to get better otherwise he would keep us and all the other campers up all night. Well, we went anyways and the first night was rough. I think I slept more on the beach the next day then I did the first night in the tent. I did manage to get a good picture of Jake who despite the cough managed to swim out to the platform in the swiming area just fine and jump off the diving board.
The second night was much better and by Sunday Jake was just fine. I was suprised how well the four of us got along in the tent. While we were at the lake we did lots of swimming, boating and hiking. In the picutre below Max and his cousin are doing some tubing. I think I need a new camera with a zoom lens. I also think my battery is not taking a charge, I ran out of juice early on Friday.
I also managed to do some water skiing which I was very pleasantly suprised I was still able to do. I was unpleasantly suprised by the amount of pain my neck and back have been in since attempting this daring feat. I am supposed to golf in an outing tommorow, thankfully it's a scramble. I don't expect we will be using many of my shots. Anyway you're probably wondering about the title to the blog at this point. We were camping with my little sister, her husband and their three kids and another couple we know from Harrisburg and their three kids. It was late on the last day when we were at the beach when I commented on the amount of police I had seen at the lake. I was advised that apparently two weeks earlier a boater drowned in the lake in some sort of accident and they have been unable to locate the body. This was quickly followed up with a "shhh don't tell the kids." So apparently me and the kids (whom everyone felt it would be best if they kept in the dark) have been floating around in "dead body lake water" all weekend. I thought back to a particular moment when I stepped on something squishy in the lake and shivered.
On the final night our group apparently got in a little trouble with the law. Apparently quiet hours begins somewhere around 9:30 to 10:00. Funny how I never get the important memos. Anyway the kids had those glowing sticks that you can bend into bracelets and necklaces and stuff. Well they went to bed and the ladies got a hold of them and would go into the woods away form the camp site and dance around and stuff so you could only see the glowing bracelets and the guys were oohing and ahhing and generally cheering or booing at the performance. Well my sister's husband decided to give it a shot and walks off into the woods and makes a smiley face out of the glow sticks and is dancing it around when "the man" shows up and reminds us of the quiet hours and how they can hear us out at the front gate. Somehow he manages to completely ignore the glowing face in the woods which has now changed from smiling to frowning which is dancing around in front of him. After a quick check for alcohol which was illigal to consume in the park "the man" left without ever acknowledging the strange man in the woods. Shortly after we retired and the next day drove home.
The kids still do not know about the parents being busted for being too loud or about the dead body in the lake and I think it was all for the better as everyone had a really good time.
claytor lake
posted by The Pants @ 4:38 PM
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