The lake is my favorite place to be in Arizona in August. The summer starts to get long by this point and yet there seems to be no reprieve from scorching temperatures. The pool is starting to feel more like a hot tub and not nearly as refreshing as one would hope. But the lake – it’s just the right temperature – in the water at least. Sitting on the boat gets a little toasty, but nothing a quick dip can’t remedy.
That smile! I remember Steve holding Hunter on a wakeboard years ago this very same way. Wakeboarding doesn’t seem to carry the same draw it used to and I’m glad wake surfing has taken its place – far less painful when you fall!
