what is going on here? there's a world of difference
between the lake on a weekday
vs. saturday. the blue boat on the left is a
frequent lurker. dressed like a
tinpot dictator, the captain and his buddy
drag anchor through the swim zone and play at
fishing as they gawk at the nudies. when i swam up
to ask why he was so close, he got hyperaggressive
and asserted he could pull up onto
the beach if he wanted! but just because it's legal
doesn't make it right. as anticipated, his presence
drew others. at one point there were four boatloads
of invasive voyeurs pulled in close. add to that floatplanes
picking up people left
and right and it reminds me why i seldom come
down on weekends. but the days are shortening and,
barring an autumn heatwave, it felt like the last
chance for a proper summer dip. the water's already
cooled quite a bit and my muscles twitched as i
shivered on the beach after swimming around the
obstacles and through the chop to the buoy.
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