Superior Swimmer

This past weekend I did something I never thought I would do. I ran into Lake Superior, thankful for the cool water. And I mean C - O - O - L.

My cousin Amy came to visit us for a week (with two of her youngest children), and on the weekend, her sister, April came for a visit as well. On Sunday it was warm enough to head down to Park Point, our local beach. Park Point is located at the end of Minnesota Point, a long finger of land that extends towards Wisconsin Point (a long finger of land coming from Wisconsin). There is a break in between the two, which is where some of the ships enter the port.

So we packed up some sodas, snacks, beach toys and headed down around 11AM. Although it's usually cooler by the lake in the summer time, a south wind made the beach quite warm. We were there only 5 minutes and I asked Clay, "Do you dare me to just run into the lake?" He said, "Sure." Later, he told me he didn't believe I would actually do it. But run I did. I was so hot, I just had to get cool.

My first reaction to running into Lake Superior...it's really really rocky along the shore. Most of the rocks are smoothish, but they still can cripple when you walk over them. The further you get out, the more sandy it is, until finally you only run into the occasional small rock. And I didn't quite swim in the lake...maybe just got into it up to my belly button. After 10 minutes, when my legs went numb, it was quite enjoyable. :)

Lake Superior can be a dangerous body of water though. The conditions always change, and waves create large holes. One minute you can be standing in waist deep water, the next in water over your head. I was a little freaked out about walking out so far from the shoreline, but I made it. On the way back in I ran into some strangely shaped metal object, which I quickly jumped away from. What was it?