There's a first time for everything. This year, in the land of extremes, it's like June in April. After you feed fat horses in the morning, what do you do on a Gunnison weekend in JuneApril?- apparently you go to the beach.
It's hard to resist going out there when the sun is out, the wind is calm, and the water is low. When the lake is down, the beaches are revealed and the small blonds love it. The shallow water is just warm enough to be tolerable. Enjoy it while it lasts; it's going to be a long, drought stricken summer at this rate...
No comments:
Post a Comment