And lakes hardly ever have sharks. A comfort.
Sunday, August 02, 2009
The rain forest was cool and sunny. We swam in Lake Quinault, mountains all around. Gawd, this state is effing beautiful. Even the Germans at the lodge thought so. I swam out as far as I dared. The waves were very wavy, with little white caps whapping me. I love to swim, sometimes it is the best, even better than sex, maybe it is sex, fluid and floaty, breathless, washed and washed.
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I just misread the title of your blog as "My Little Golden Book of Labia."
Dana, you are seriously messed up. And I am a health professional, so I would know,
Love this, and love to swim, washed and washed. Also the no-sharks thing is comforting in lakes. We were in Bay Center (sw washington coast - an oddly out of the way place this Bay Center) and the tiny restaurant had a photo on the wall of "a great white shark" captured by men in the 30's on the river that runs to sea right there. It looked like a 20 foot long mud shark, which I would not ever want to encounter either.
Laura-now see what you've done. Sheesh. Mud sharks in lakes. And I thought I was safe, except for the prehistoric sturgeon.
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