Everyone needs a friend who loves doing the things we love to do. This friend should ideally be of equal ability to us or perhaps just a little bit stronger. Not so much stronger that we nearly kill ourselves trying to keep up to them (or drive them nuts waiting for us all the time). This friend should also be a bit braver than us or maybe just approach things a bit differently. Or we just need to be gullible enough to say yes to their ideas. Regardless, I am blessed to have such a friend. Her dog Dino is also Kobi’s BFF so it is perfect.
Last weekend, this friend suggested that we go on a hike into the mountains. The purpose of this hike was to swim in the lake that is the feature point at the end of the hike. Who would think to pack a wetsuit through the mountains in order to swim across a lake? Certainly not me, so I immediately said yes!
The hike was beautiful and literally covered in blueberries (no bears or grizzlies thank goodness). We got to the lake and there were 3 mountain bikers there who probably thought we were absolutely nuts as we were getting into our wetsuits. If you haven’t seen someone trying to get into a wetsuit before, it is quite funny as it takes a while. Fortunately, they left before we entered the water, recall it takes a while to get into a wetsuit.
Up until this point, I hadn’t really considered where the water for this lake came from – first clue, mountains, second clue, oh I don’t know, glaciers maybe? It was the coldest water I’ve ever been in. Imagine an ice cream headache x10. We didn’t actually make it across the lake as it was so cold on our hands and faces it felt like we were going to freeze solid and break into a million pieces like roses dipped into liquid nitrogen and then dropped on the floor.
Kobi swam out with us to make sure we were okay, but she became so cold she tried climbing on top of us. The older wiser Dino just barked at us from the shore. Her barks were translated to this: “You idiots, get out of the water! Do you know how cold it is? How am I supposed to rescue three of you from that lake when I hate swimming! Did you think this through? Get out of the water NOW!”.
We took her advice and got out alive (we didn’t make it across the lake but were okay with that) and proceeded to laugh our heads off. That is likely a survival mechanism for warming up after swimming in ridiculously cold water. Kobi literally ran in circles chasing her tail, winding up one way and then unwinding the other way. Then she ran as fast as she could while making these little grunting sounds (don’t worry, she was okay).
The hike out was uneventful except for the handfuls of blueberries and then the typical unpredictable mountain weather that always has to happen – extreme winds and then rain. The storm was short-lived and by the time we were almost back to the vehicle you would’ve never known it had even occurred it got so nice again and of course, there was a rainbow.
All in all I built a little bit more character and can now say that I swam in that lake (that I don’t even know the name of) all thanks to my adventurous friend.