Trip to the lake - Friday night

Friday Night, after driving the 2 hours and a bit to Fishing Lake – mom and I find our way to the cabin. I am only a little concerned as we start to take little roads off the highway, in the dark…

“Are you sure you know where we’re going?” I ask
“Well, I think so. We’ll know in a few minutes whether or not anything looks familiar”
That’s a good sign, mom, thanks.

Success, and make it somehow to the lake!

During the spring this lake flooded and many of the cabins around here have been destroyed, this one, however, managed to stay afloat – quite literally. The lake is in the crawl space of the house, and you can dive off the deck directly into the lake.

Because of the flooding, they’ve added some kind of clay or soft soil to the road to bring it up a smidge… as I mentioned in a previous post – it’s been raining all day. This did not help our situation when the car started to fish tail and swerve all over the road. There were a few moments where I thought we’d go careening off the edge into the ditch, but my mom is a born and raised Canadian woman and knows how to drive in slippery conditions. It was like really soft squishy ice.

We dug up the road pretty good, and eventually made it to the cabin and the driveway with much wheel spinning and mud slinging.

My mom and dad helped build this summer home a few years ago. It belongs to their close friends. In return for their help, they have their own bedroom in the house and are able to come out to use the cabin on the weekends where it’s not already being used, like time-share I suppose.

I have never been in a cabin like this before. You can’t really even call it a cabin except for the fact that it’s on a lake. I literally had my pick of the four bedrooms upstairs. The main level consists of a large kitchen and opens into a dining area and a sitting room and then goes out onto the deck where the hot tub is and –oh yeah, the lake.

There is a bathroom and the two main bedrooms, my mom and dad’s and their friend’s master bedroom.

You take the stairs to the second floor where the other rooms are, and the full bath, and another sitting room and wood burning stove, and a walkout onto another deck. The floor is all beautiful hardwood that was salvaged from house renovations.

There used to be a much smaller cabin here, but when they rebuilt they did it with their future family in mind. Oh I should mention that they have 6 kids, 3 boys, 3 girls… their oldest is my age (he was my grad date) and they’re youngest – I think – is 15 or 16. I can only imagine how full this place will be when all 6 are married off with chillin’s of their own. Good Mormon families have lots of babies.

So mom and I unpacked the cooler and she gave me the grand tour – we were about to take tour of the deck and the hot tub and watch the lightning, but we were greeted with an entire army, no a fleet of armies of the biggest baddest mosquitoes I have ever seen in my twenty seven years on this planet. Remember those old commercials where the guy sprays his arm with Deep Woods and then sticks it in a cage filled with ravenous blood crazed vampire mosquitoes? Imagine that but the box is now a huge deck. I forgot my camera this weekend, but I took a few pics with my mom’s camera.

That's my left index finger to show the size of the mosquitoes

It doesn’t do it justice… but now I’m keep thinking I can feel bugs in my hair, or on my neck, or down my shirt… if I don’t sleep well tonight, you’ll all know why.

armed with my trusty flower shaped flyswatter, i go forth into battle

Now it’s time for bed – it sounds like the rain has died down. Hopefully it has gotten it all out of its system and tomorrow will be hot and sunny and it will dry up the driveway and the road so when we leave on Sunday, we won’t be pushing the car out… cuz neither one of us brought shoes.

Goodnight.

Peace out