Tuesday, August 20, 2019

Smith Mountain Lake: Air, Land, and Water Edition

Straw hats, sunglasses, and a golf umbrella!














On Tuesday we bore the heat to launch rockets from the baseball diamond at a sports park. (The three remaining siblings all build them.) There were a few technical difficulties, but the ones that took off flew beautifully. Then it was on to the local "mall," where we ate ice cream. Some of us played miniature golf at a Wild West-themed course built over covered boat parking that was just difficult enough to be interesting but not so tough that it was demoralizing. Par was 36, and we all scored in the 40s, with a few holes-in-one sprinkled in. Then it was home again for a late lunch of leftovers and a quiet afternoon reading, napping, working on laptops, finishing a jigsaw puzzle, and working on a "supermega" New York Times crossword puzzle on the coffee table. A little rain didn't deter either a short walk or some fishing, and once the thunder rolled away, a few of us had a refreshing dip in the lake with adult beverages. I even braved the rope swing, which was amazing the first time but caused rope burn the second time, when I also broke a sandal. Dinner for the night was grilled steaks, corn on the cob, salad, and more beer bread. We ended the night with Texas Hold 'Em poker (don't tell our hard-nosed Methodist or Baptist relatives!). Up next: s'more fun!



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