Bear Lake

Michael and I decided at the last minute to take a trip to Bear Lake over Labor Day Weekend.  We were fortunate enough to be able to stay in my friend Charity's cabin.  {Thanks so much Char}  It was a magical weekend full of sandy beaches, raspberry shakes, crisp mornings, warm evenings,  glowing sunsets, and the last warm rays of summer.  We sure enjoyed every minute we had in that beautiful spot.  This is a trip that won't soon be forgotten.  

Michael and I are already dreaming about which sandy beach we want to build our cabin on.

We could have done with a little less sand and rock eating!

We had a few days with just the three of us and it was wonderful.  Wonderful to take a break from work, church callings, and the little household tasks that sometimes prevent us from spending time doing the things we love.  

We were lucky enough to have our good friends the Iversons join us for a few days and it was great.  We stayed up way too late, talked a lot, laughed, and ate way too much sugar.  We are so blessed to have such good friends!

We took some time to drive up to Bloomington Lake.  The Iverson's had been snowmobiling up in that area and it was fun to see it in the summer.  {Even though there was still snow on the ground.} 

A LOT of people were enjoying the lake as well as the the awesome rope swing.  Brave little kids and adults were swinging out and dropping into the icy water. Both Michaels were surprised that none of the swimmers were making a sound.  No holler when they swung out over the water, not even a gasp of shock when they popped their heads out of the icy cold water.

Julia and I challenged the boys to show the crowd how it's done, since obviously no one was doing it right.  It took some convincing, since we hadn't come prepared to swim.  In the end the boys decided to take the challenge and conquered the rope swing with howls and yells that captured the attention of the onlookers.  

And Michael A's splash.  He did a suicide.  People thought he belly flopped.

The crowed decided that Michael A. won for style and Michael I. won for distance.

For more great pictures from Bloomington Lake and our stay at Bear Lake go to the Iverson's blog.

Once back at the cabin the boys decided that the long, cold, and wet ride home was well worth it.  Each thought the rope swing was the best part of the whole trip.

Julia and I did not jump in the lake since we hadn't come prepared with swimming suits.  As soon as we were back in the car I wish I had.  Life's too short to worry about wet clothes!