A new diversion this year was hitting golf balls on the lake, a brilliant idea by Roy. He brought a seven-iron and a club similar to a driver from back in the day when each of us played regularly, and we picked out a bush on the other edge of the lake 135 yards away. Over the course of three days Roy and I both had shots within a yard of the target, but Glenn thought I made a better target and hit one within a few inches of me on his first swing in 20 years. I hit a few down the lake with the driver and way overestimated how far they went. It was only 600' not the 1000' I thought. No balls were lost.
Gail sat in the sun and read, until the shade ruined that.
The skating was quite good, some cracks and a few areas of punky ice
that my skates sunk into. I had several excursions to the far end of
the lake and back. And Gail took a spin in the sled while I towed her.
I tried to take advantage of some strong winds and make a sail, but I didn't go as fast in the sled or on skates as I expected.
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