Tuesday, August 24, 2010

A Forest Frolic

It’s funny the things that come to mind. I (Steve) had a dream this past winter about something I had done when I was a kid. It was the kind of dream that almost seemed surreal to the point that I wondered if I had actually ever done it or if it was simply of figment of my imagination.

We had an extra day in Washington today, so I decided to see if it was possible to find my old swimming hole.  ALAS!  It is real, and it’s still a popular hang out spot for all the neighborhood kids.  Grandpa came with us to take these pictures, and as we were making the one-mile-off-road trek he remarks that back here somewhere is where some of his relatives lived in the 30’s.  As we arrived at the spot he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. The area I had dreamed about and played in when I was little was a structure he remembered from when he was a kid.  This was the spot where his relatives lived!  These water traps were built by them.

All very cool, but the best part as a kid was the deep water and platform diving block!  I spent every summer afternoon down here for five years when I was younger, and it hasn’t changed at all!



Claire making the trek with her Daddy!003




Claire testing the water – Oooh!  It’s cold!022031




This old logging bridge has a 5 ton limit, so we were good to go.062

Thanks, girls, for coming with me to take some pictures and for making my dream come true! 

And yes, although not planned, there was an impromptu swim as Amy’s sunglasses fell out of my pocket and right into the drink!  Sadly there are no pictures of my shirtless physique taking the plunge!

1 comment:

Valerie said...

How fun is that, finding a place you remember in a dream?! Of course, Washington is full of beautiful spots, so I can only imagine how pretty that swimmin' hole is in person. Glad you guys had a great time!