Just Another Weekend

It's been a pretty quiet holiday weekend for me so far, so this will be a pretty tame entry. On Saturday my girlfriend Karyn and I hiked up to Lake Ilsanjo in Annadel park. After a very hot and very dusty hike, it felt good to jump in the lake. Because there were a number of families with kids by the dam we behaved, keeping our clothes on. There wasn't much I could do about the wet t-shirt effect when I got out of the water, though, which did attract some (welcome) attention as we continued our walk around the lake. Karyn, being considerably more amply endowed, doesn't have the option of going braless, though even with a bra on, her wet t-shirt was quite impressive. We found a picnic table on the side of the lake opposite the dam where we were able to stretch out and try off, topless, without exposing ourselves to small eyes. After the sweaty and dusty walk back down the hill we were in dire need of a shower when we got back to my house, which we very playfully took together.

Yesterday afternoon, feeling more energetic, I rode my bike back up to the dam. By the time I got up there, though, after a 750 foot climb, I was even more tired than after the walk on Saturday and I already had a wet t-shirt from the sweat. There was a much smaller crowd at the dam this time, with no children,(it was also later in the day) and after wading into the water I did shed my top, tossing it back on to the dam as I swam. The water has an odd red tint to it, but it doesn't smell or taste funny (I didn't drink it but you can't help but get some water in your mouth while swimming) and is very refreshing to swim in. As I was treading water about fifty feet from the dam I heard a noise and turned around to see a man surface about ten feet from me. He also had ridden up to the dam and was cooling off. We treaded water and talked for awhile. He was tall, nice looking, 45, single, with flecks of gray in his hair and a pretty decent body. We talked for awhile out in the water, then swam back to where we'd gotten in. He gallantly got out first then brought my shirt to me. He was not so gallant that he didn't watch admiringly as I put it back on. We sat on the wooden railing and talked and shared his gatorade as we put our shoes and socks on. We exchanged phone numbers before getting back on our bikes, then rode together about half way around the lake. We separated where the trail split, as he was going farther up and I'd had enough climbing for the day and was ready to head back down.

Now it's Monday afternoon and about time to head over to a friend's house for some beer and barbeque. We'll probably head up to Healdsburg this evening for the fireworks show up there. I'll let you know if I run into any other kind of fireworks.

Have a fun and safe Fourth of July!