..Play in the kiddie pool. Just enough room!
...Be who you want to be...
...Have Bocci ball competitions...
...Blow bubbles at each other...
...Play on the slide...
...And eat lots of food!
Freedom to fly a flag...
And celebrate your freedom with fireworks.
That's what Independence Day is all about!
Unfortunately we had the boat halfway out in the middle of a cove, almost out to the lake when we ran aground. Luckily we were in a no-wake zone and going very slow but we still chewed up the prop pretty good.
Here is Brent standing in the middle of the cove in knee-deep water trying to push the boat off the sandbar... It was kinda weird.
So we decided to hike to the hot springs instead, which I'd never done before. We weren't even on the trail yet when we saw these desert bighorn sheep run across our path.
We also saw a big wall (which John tried to climb)...
And a cool-looking bridge....
And then we really got out into nature.
A couple of miles following a path, climbing over some of these big rocks...
And finally the hot springs! As we were nearing the springs a couple jumped out to put some clothes on which gave us all a laugh (after they left of course)... It's amazing they didn't hear us as we hiked up; the four of us weren't exactly a quiet group. The amazing part to me was after they had put their clothes properly on they stayed around long enough to ask us for a picture on their camera...
...And little dams were built to make these pools. The top one (nearest the camera) is hotter than a hottub, too hot to swim in. But by the time the water gets to the next pool it's about 90 degrees which felt just about right!
On the way back we ran out of water and I got what probably was mild heatstroke... I was shivering and sick by the time I got home with a headache the size of Russia but I slept for about 6 hours, drank at least 8 water bottles and lived to tell the tale.
We are having company for a 4th of July bbq tomorrow so Dad put up this American flag in our backyard today. Rajan has been sleeping underneath it all morning. I prompted him to sit up (which he did half-heartedly) for a picture by it.
John Deere Jhett
Jhett had lots of stories to tell us.
sunset
...bikeriding to the gym, working out for an hour and then riding home in 100 degree weather. My heart-rate was probably dangerously high. I told Dad I'm never going to the gym with him again. At least not until Monday.
