However, I truly do want to enjoy myself on the lake somehow. So, earlier this year, when one of my friends suggested kayaking, I said yes. And I loved it - except for some twinges of "it's going to tip over and I'll die" whenever a power boat zipped by. The quiet feeling of gliding along with gorgeous scenery ... what's not to like about that ... it must be what swans feel like. But, I held close to the safety blanket of being out with someone else as if that made any difference when we were in separate kayaks.
So, this challenge was all about proving to myself that the water gods would not reach up and pull me under the moment that someone else was not just a few feet away. So, off I went ...
And, off I went ... watching closely for other watercraft.
Meanwhile, my friends were entertaining a visitor on shore ...
Or, maybe do more that just stand still ... those hot dogs are good!
I was still making my way back from the other side of Indian Island at that point. Though my goal was only to go around one island, I went around three (one very small) and came back up the shoreline.
But Sascha stayed long enough for me to watch him from the water.
Back to shore ... safely ... big sigh of relief!