The day after returning to California Jared and I headed up to Tahoe for my yearly family reunion. It's always packed full of hiking, biking, kayaking, swimming and water skiing.
We started early one morning with water skiing. It was a crisp Tahoe morning with clear blue skies and a calm lake. The perfect recipe for boating.
Here we are, Jared, cousins' Scott, Danny and Matt and Uncle Scott, waiting for the boating place to open.

Switzerland may be beautiful, but we have beautiful places in America too.


We headed out on Poppie's Passion for a fun morning.


We chose numbers to see who would go first. Jared was the lucky one. Jumping in the freezing lake at 8 in the morning is always a shock to the system.

Danny showing his stuff. Great form!

Matt, saluting the world.

I wasn't gonna go since I haven't water skied for a few years and the skis wouldn't tighten very well. I did fine, getting up on my first try.

Everybody falls though.

Except for me, I let go before I knew I was going to fall. I had a bad experience last time. I don't need to go into details. Trust, it wasn't fun.

Then there's Jared who was trying to get some air.


Before we headed back to the dock to let the other family members have a go, Jared and I were towed in.

So far so good, I'm still smiling.

Then Jared thought he'd make things tricky.

We got going fast. Lets just say that the tube wasn't meant for two adults.

The turn was really difficult. I lost my toe ring. (waaaaah, I had it since H.S.)

Notice how Jared is hanging off.

WHAT IS THIS? Jared is telling my Uncle to up the speed? Are you kidding me? I would not have approved. Who gave him the authority to make us go faster. We are already having a hard enough time staying on.

It really wasn't a good idea.

Where did Alice and Jared go?


Why am I smiling? Because we're still alive.