I just read this quote on an email this morning sent out by Nancy Leigh DeMoss speaking about the importance of our modesty as women:
Tried to take a picture for the Keen Photo Contest. I missed the deadline, so now it is just more evidence of what people are willing to do for a picture.
A few weeks ago we visited my Ron and Shelby (uncle and aunt) in Faribo. It was Crystal’s first time up on waterskis!
Maybe next time I will be brave enough to go on the tube while the boat is moving.
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This morning Crystal and I read over this article. It was a fitting meditation after the rain last night. What a great God!
We spent Friday morning hanging everything out to dry. When there are 31 wet people, there is a lot to dry!
Even thought we spent the night swimming in the tents, there was still time on Friday to enjoy the lake.
Although everyone did need some “extra help.”
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The lake seemed so calm as we got everyone out on the island, little did we know that it would definitely not stay that way. We were a little concerned about the storm warnings, but we passed through those fine, without anything more than a strong breeze for 2 minutes.
The real storm hit about 1 in the morning and continued till 5:15. In the middle of the night one of the guys tents looked like this! They had a blast.
The canoes definitely got a little wet. This is the amount of water they took on underneath a heavy canopy!
The lake rose about 8 inches, anymore and we would have been floating! Our dock ended up submerged. Everyone was wet, so what does it matter?
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We went camping with the Fulks a few weekends ago down at Cleary Lake Regional Campground in Prior Lake, MN. It was pretty fun except for Scott’s rain dance fiasco. There was clearly going to be no rain, however his great grandfather, Geronimo, apparently taught him a secret rain dance. Around midnight it began to rain and rained hard enough to completely soak our tents, our gear, and all the possible wood to build a fire the next day.
It was probably a good thing that the raccoon got into our food as we were going to bed, otherwise we would have left it out and it would have been soaked as well!
Above is a picture of Scott picking up his boiling water. Yes, it was boiled in a paper cup set directly on the coals. (I suppose since it did end up raining I am not allowed to use my “I told you so” remark.)
Today we hiked to Blue Lake in the Cascade Mountains, about an hour out of Twisp. The hike was 2.2 miles if you just went to the lake.
On the road
We are on our way to Washington state. It is about a 30 hour trip. The fun is just beginning!
