Yes it’s that time of year. It’s lake season!!! People that know me fairly well will tell you there are two seasons in my life. Hockey and lake season. I love hockey but if I had to make a choice? It’s not even close. I live for the lake. Morning walks with Jacquie, lazy days on the dock, late afternoons spent at the beach enjoying the sunset, having shrimp scampi and a steak at 10:30 ( pm) cause we were having too good of time at the beach or on the dock to start cooking supper. Roaring camp fires, late night boat rides, spending an evening on my boat catching walleye, listening to the loons ( and I don’t mean my neighbors). Just a few of my favourite activities. Frankly there is not much better in life than having your family all together for a long weekend at the lake. No damn phones, no electronics ( except my blue tooth speakers to play music) no tv, no laundry or yard work to do. Just time to talk, relax, laugh, cook some bbq, have some drinks, play some Jimmy Buffett and maybe a little Johnny Cash. Life’s good. And while I know my family enjoys the lake I also know they aren’t obsessed with it as I am. Reminds me of a line from one of my favourite Lynyrd Skynyrd songs you got that right. “ you don’t see their faces and you don’t come around” describes me from late May till early September. If you have a cottage or seasonal retreat you probably know where I’m coming from.
In the absence of my family at the lake I can usually be found on my deck at Margaritaville North late into the night pounding out some tunes and enjoying the company of a beer and my two friends mr coconut head and of course Jimmy my Zulu warrior buddy and protector. ( more on Jimmy and mr coconut head in a later blog). Yes it’s a glorious time of year. I hope if I have passed one thing on to my kids it’s my love of the lake. My kids have practically grown up there and I don’t think they ( or I) would have it any other way.
Till the next blog, jimmy and I are on the way to the lake. “ nomads know when the show is done”. Budge
