Summer has finally arrived here in British Columbia, and during the summer there is no more beautiful place to be than at Sproat Lake on Vancouver Island. I was fortunate to spend my summers growing up there. Sproat Lake has over 200 miles of shoreline, and is known for its warm water. We used to swim in Sproat Lake from Easter weekend until Thanksgiving day. My friend Fae's parents had property on the lake and their family lived there all year round. At the first hint of spring, Bonnie, Fae, Sherry, Ann and I would go swimming.I remember one year when we were about 14 or 15 years old, we were lying on the dock leading to the boathouse, and the two boys next door, Doug and Gordon, and their friends Randy, Gary and Bill decided to start showing off by jumping off the roof of their boathouse. Of course, we all pretended not to notice, lying there completely insoucient and nonchalant. We were far too mature to notice the antics of silly boys. However, one by one, as the boys jumped off the boathouse, they lost their bathing trunks in mid air. It was like a perfectly choreographed ballet, and the shrieks of the girls could be heard echoing across 200 miles of shoreline. The loons took up the cacophony for what seemed like ten minutes, while the boys picked up their bathing suits and ran into the boathouse.
Whenever we get together, someone always says, "Remember that time...?" That was when we discovered that men, bless their souls, really are funny -- even when they're trying not to be.
I have a feeling it's going to be a beautiful summer. Go out and make some memories.
A great memory, Jo, beautifully written. Is that your painting?
ReplyDeleteWhat happened to the post before this? There it was on my reader, but now it's not on your blog. I wanted to say I'm so glad you got a nice note at work - we all know what a wonderful person you are - it's nice to know that the people you work with got the memo.
ReplyDeleteRegarding this post - that's hilarious! I agree with Amy - a great memory.
Good cottage story! So nice to have great memories of teenage days.
ReplyDeleteOhhhhhhhhh! What a beautiful scene you described.
ReplyDeleteAmy, no that painting is done by an artist by the name of Goodall. But oddly enough, it is my friend's boathouse, and the boathouse next door.
ReplyDeleteBug, I took the previous post down. I thought it sounded a bit depressing. I need to move on. And yes, the note was wonderful...!
Lorac, Sproat Lake was really the most beautiful place on earth for kids and teenagers (and adults too, *heh*).
Rosaria, it was one of the funniest moment in my life. So much fun...!
Great summer memory!
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like a great memory. I can imagine the laughing that went on and then every time you thought about it. I have some times like that also.
ReplyDeleteThis looks like one of the most beautiful places to rest and relax. Loved this!
ReplyDeletethis will keep me chuckling (bless their souls) all day long :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a funny story! I was also going to ask if the lovely painting was yours, but read the other comments first.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing a delightful summer memory.
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