Our Summer Lake
We’ve found a country summer lake only a 15 minute drive away – thanks to Google Earth + Jeff’s spunky ways.
Sunday was warm, sunny + beautiful in Southern Alberta! Jeff suggested we take a drive around the surrounding area. He mentioned that he had been looking on Google Earth + found a relatively large body of water in close proximity to our condo. “Maybe we can do some paddling on it?” he added. As we headed down the empty country road I zoomed in on a couple folks enjoying a horseback ride up in the hills.
We approached the lake + noticed that it was mostly fenced off. “Well, looks like it’s on private property. Too bad.” I deduced. It’s logical to assume that one would think: tough luck, time to turn around the car, right? Nooooo, Jeff said, “Let’s go start knocking on doors!”.
Ummmmmm, okay??? Sometimes it’s beneficial to be married to someone who has a blurry sense of social propriety because they get hair brained ideas like this + then you’re like, “Okay bro, have at it!”. And then you sit back + let it happen.
The first farm we drove up to kind of made me think that we might get murdered. It just had that feeling! It was pretty desolate + sparse. No one was home, so I took the opportunity to take a picture of the cool barn.
Luckily the second property that we trespassed upon had the sweetest couple who gave us permission to enjoy the lake! They gave us a tip to where the open break in the fence was. We thanked them profusely + got back in the car. “Okay, let’s go get the boards!” Jeff said feverishly. Grrrrrrrr! I didn’t think we’d be paddling already! I was in THE WORST MOOD EVER + had a headache!!! Jeff wisely ignored me + pulled off the road to go survey the lake with his keen surveyor’s eyes.
Approved! Immediately upon returning to the condo, Jeff spazzily got everything together + put the fins back on our boards on the floor of our tiny living room.
I didn’t help Jeff one bit because I’m an angry little brat + Jeff was smart enough not to ask for my help because he knew he might have gotten an ear savagely bitten off if he did.
Back at the lake, Jeff hauling the boards to the shore. Me watching.
It’s really marshy + smooshy at the edge of the lake.
Thank god I had my neoprene booties + leggings on, because when I was easing my board into the water, I was sinking in EXTREMELY muddy, gooey muck! The entire time I kept saying out loud, “Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew. Gross gross gross gross gross gross gross.”. After that brief unpleasantness, + getting past the reeds, we cruised into the open lake.
It was a mellow day, so Jeff brought a beer in a coozie, of course.
Mellow, but I still managed to fall in! I always fall in – without fail. Guaranteed. What a perfect day it was to be out on the water!
I like a man that can rock a fanny pack – in a SERIOUS way, not ironically.
The water is murky – I wouldn’t call it a swimming lake. And I couldn’t stop thinking about the Loch Ness Monster.
We lazily paddled around the outside edges of the lake. Here is the farm with the red barn from the previous picture.
The lake is bigger than I thought it would be. There were a lot of Canadian geese, mallards + other ducks at the lake. And they were NOT HAVING IT that we were in their territory! There was a lot of squawking + ruckus going on!
Although I was in a horribly bad mood earlier, I never vocally protested taking a paddle out because I knew once I was in the water, it would all go away.
After cruising around the circumference of the lake, we mucked our way back to dry land. After Jeff put the boards back on the car roof, we sat in the car for a little while + I enjoyed listening to the croaking frogs, the call of the red-winged blackbirds + watching the sun shimmering off the lake. I can’t describe how amazing + peaceful it was!
Before heading home, we returned back to the kindly couples’ house + Jeff knocked on the door + gave them a bottle of wine as thanks. “Next time, get on your boards straight off of our dock!” they said. Country hospitality…..there’s nothing else like it!!!
Awe Shelli that’s the best! I never would have knocked on a strangers door and bringing them wine afterwards is so character revealing of you both. You guys rock! Your blog is making me miss Alberta so much … sigh. I am loving the country posts, keep them up. xoxo
Thanks Deb! Jeff has got some amazing + kooky ideas that always seem to work out!
I love that Jeff brought along some brew. Talking about beer, I know some stores in Calgary carry beer that is brewed in Quebec.Let me know what his taste is and I can point you in the right direction. They have some of the best beer I’ve ever tasted. It seems like he also knows how to handle his cranky wife. LOL All his hard work paid off in the end when you both enjoyed serenity and peace.
Oooooh!!! Jeff likes hoppy beers like Fat Tire, IPAs…I like hefeweizens. And yes, he really knows how to deal with a cranky wife because I am a Tasmanian devil when provoked!!! He always says, “Happy wife = happy life!”. Smart man.
What a fabulous find! Oh and we’re really glad you didn’t get murdered 🙂
Me too! I had visions from “Fargo” – the wood chipper!!!
Great find Shelli. Were the boards in AB or were they part of the load from BC?
We drove the boards out from BC strapped to the roof of my car. They were both originally bought at Action Watersports in Marina Del Rey, California! I drove mine up from Los Angeles – Jeff shipped his up. THAT was a situation!
ALOHA, Nan, again terrific foto’s now U need a
water-proof camera, huh huh, aren’t U glad, Jeff,
is a laid – back hubby, well needless 2 say Mum
& I warned him about the Kabuki Princess,,..hehe
…LOL !!!!! oh yes, Mako’san is calling me 2RRow
about the new client, and great talking 2 U tonite,
Mum’sie, has another 2 weeks before she comes
home, she obviously misses, Blue, Synd & Zach,
take care, miss U, luv U, hey 2 Jeff, …Dad’s
Yes, he was WELL WARNED!!!!
Um, the fanny pack/beer coozie combo is kind of my dream come true!
That’s kind of like how you would dress when we were working in Moab! Kindred spirits!