Last week we went to Lake Powell. I love lake Powell. I learned how to wakeboard and filet fish. We slept on the roof of our house boat every night and pondered the heavens-I miss that. We also read, watched movies and ate ourselves fat on homemade ice cream. As we were watching "The Ring," a real bat flew into our room and freaked the crap out of us for several minutes. When does that happen? Exactly. Later that night my Dad tried to wake me up to help him with our drifting houseboat. I don't really remember much but as I awoke I realized I was chambering an upkick targeted at my dad's head. He said I had been yelling, punching and kicking the air for about 20 seconds previously. I can't prove it but I'm sure the bat had something to do with my violent sleepwalk.
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Wasn't the water freezing, and the air for that matter? We usually make our first trip over memorial and it's pretty cold then. I love Lake Powell! Happiest place on earth!
What a fun experience! I would have loved to see the bat and the sleepwalking....I'm glad you didn't karate chop your dad! Fun pictures!
Love,
Denise
Looks like a ton of fun. And very impressive action shots of Matt!
Looks like a ton of fun!
Love the bat story and how Matt was fighting in his sleep. It reminds me of the time we were in Mexico and you woke each other up screaming.
I'm so jealous...I LOVE Lake Powell. I haven't been in years.
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