Eight Point Lake, Pt. V

Hi guys.

Well, as you'll recall, it hasn't been all that long since we were last up here at Eight Point Lake - about ten days ago, actually - but we had made it a priority to come up here more frequently this summer than in previous years, something we had decided alongside the Whites around Memorial Day.  I mean, if it's sunny and in the 80s anyway, why wouldn't you want to be out on the water?

Anyway, another big motivator in getting our asses back up here this weekend was that my step-brother, Bryan, and his long-term girlfriend, Chelsey, are in town for a bit, having driven up from Nashville earlier in the week.  Since they only come up to Michigan, like, once every year or two, you kinda have to make an effort to see them while they're up.

This weekend was basically more of the same sorta shit you read about from the Fourth of July.  The kids tubed, us adults enjoyed drinking and tanning on the raft, the weather was great (not as great as last time, we did get some rain this time around), we got some evening pontoon cruises logged, and we ate awesome food all weekend long.  Only downside was the jet ski was out of commission - Bryan Rowley (of course it was Bryan Rowley) broke it a couple days before we showed up.

Oh well.

So here we go with another installment of Lake Life '22, folks - enjoy. . .

We had rolled in around 11am, and quickly threw on suits, slathered ourselves in sunscreen, and hit the water.  Brian and Bryan had been nice enough to inflate our raft for us so we didn't have to worry about it when we showed up, so after having a couple drinks and catching up with everyone, Brian offered to take the kids for some tubing around the lake.

Bradley and his girlfriend, Savannah, have a turn on the tube.

At one point, they hit some serious waves and Savannah went flying off.  Bradley managed to hang out but smacked his face on the tube hard enough for his nose to start bleeding all over the damn place.  If it was a younger kid, it would've freaked us out a bit, but when the kid's like 16 it's pretty hilarious.

Ava and Abby have a go on the tube. . .

Drying off and getting some snacks after the boating excursion. . .

Bryan and Brian throw some racks of ribs on the smoker - they'd be slow-cooking out here for hours.

Playing some catch in the backyard

Dad takes a break from watching TV to check his phone.

After some lunch, the adults and kids all wanted to go bobbing in the lake (using a life jacket almost like a giant, floating diaper.) 

Copper and Brian

Alayna and Ava

Watson.  Not a fan of the water.

Hanging out with Nana on the raft.

Dad and I took the pontoon on a short, little classic rock cruise around the lake while everyone was bobbing in the lake.

Coming back in to port. . .

(We need better kayaks up here - these ones are death traps, and are bound to wind up at the bottom of the lake one of these visits.)

The kids drinking pops because they can't drink hard seltzers.  Raisin' 'em right.

More snacking in the kitchen, following the bobbing session.

I'm not a huge fan of them being this far out from the dock - on weekends there are all sorts of drunken, college-aged idiots zipping around on jet skis.  Someone's going to f***ing die up here one of these days.

Samson, being the smallest and youngest dog up here, is usually the target of canine bullying, so he hides under chairs like this frequently.  Dude needs to grow a pair.

Meat off the grill at long last. . .

Chow time.  This food was beyond amazing.

Kids at the bar

After dinner, the Cannonball helps her friend with an earring.

Bryan on the uke (don't remember if he traveled up with this or else used one of the ones hanging upstairs.)

Tossing Jill yet another seltzer.  #lakelife

A rare - but much-appreciated - adults-only sunset cruise around the lake.

My wife is weird.

Brians.

Kris is really into whatever the hell she's showing Jill and Chelsey here.

Some top-grade sunset pics here, folks.  I'm like a black belt with this shit.

Kris takes a selfie.  I don't get the fascination with selfies, the person holding the camera always looks weird, regardless of how they hold their head.

Managed to jump over the gate and grab this ball that was floating by.  Can't pass up free balls, guys.

Another awesome cruise in the books.

Had a bit of a packed house this weekend - the Whites were uncharacteristically staying the night, seeing how Bryan and Chelsey were in town - so they had taken over the basement with their family.  As such, Alayna and Ava would be using this pull-out couch in the sun room (or whatever the hell we're calling that room) and Abby would be crashing in the pull-out couch in the upstairs landing.  First time I think we've had to mess with those, but desperate times call for desperate measures.  Stay tuned for the next thrilling installment. . .

- Brian