This weekend was supposed to be a shore trip for us, but with our pending Australia trip, we decided to bypass the beach and head to Ohio to get in a quick visit with family. I grew up on a lake there, and while my parents don’t have a house there any more, they still have friends who do. One was nice enough to offer to let us swim there while in town. My hope was that I could swim across the lake with my son, who is nine. That’s about the age I was when I first swam across, so I thought it would be really fun to share this experience with him.
My son is a great little swimmer–he’s been on summer swim team since he was five, so he’s very confident in the water. A swimming pool is different from a lake, however. Earlier this week when we discussed the swim, he asked if there were any rivers that fed the lake. I knew what he was getting at–he’s very up on his sharks and he was worrying that a bull shark might be in the lake. I assured him that there were no bull sharks in lakes in the middle of Ohio.
Next question–mom, how big are the catfish in the lake? He watches the occasional episode of River Monsters where a biologist regularly pulls out 150-lb. catfish from fresh water. I again told him not to worry. So you can probably tell where this is going–we jumped in together and started our swim. He was doing just fine, keeping a good pace, but after a few hundred yards, he wanted back in that boat. I’m quite sure his imagination got the best of him! It’s too bad, he could have made the distance. But maybe another day.
I did finish the swim and loved every minute of being back in that cool, fresh water lake. As we approached shore both my son and daughter jumped in and swam the short way back. We also coaxed our dog Connor, a whippet, into the water–poor guy did this out of pure obedience to us. Let’s just say that whippets are not water dogs. As graceful as he is on land, he is a true fish out of water when trying to swim.
Don’t forget my CSN giveaway–it ends on Wednesday!