Water

We spent the weekend in or near water.  It was so great.  Saturday we went on a hike on a trail along the Sucker River and found these great falls that Mitch and Kira swam in. 

Kira thought it was so cool that she could slip right behind the falling water. I didn't bring my swimsuit yesterday or else I would have jumped in too.  I almost went au naturale but my father-in-law was with us and he didn't want to see that.  Sam didn't swim either.  He's more of a desert boy, I think.

Here I am stripping to chants of "Leave it on! Leave it on!" by my son and FIL

I waded and my shoes are still wet. 

Today we went to Brighton Beach along Lake Superior for a picnic and again, I didn't bring my swimsuit because hello, it's Lake Superior.  The mean temperature is about 32.5 degrees.  Brrr.  We got down there and it was HOT and still.  The water was smooth and actually warmish, as in it didn't make me cringe when I touched it. Brighton Beach is rocky and I was having such a good time wading and jumping from rock to rock in the water, that I finally just jumped in with all my clothes on.  As soon as I did Mitch said, "Oh my god, you are such a redneck!" and acted all embarrassed to be seen with me, but five minutes before he judged me like that, he changed into his suit right on the not-packed-but-certainly-peopled beach. (redneck)  We swam for about an hour.  I can't even describe how incredible it was.  I was treading in pleasantly cool water, watching an ore ship head to the harbor, and if I looked down I could see perfectly clearly 15 feet below my feet to the rocks on the bottom.  I love Duluth.