I came to the lake exhausted, drained. Weeks and weeks of little sleep, emotional turmoil and heavy responsibilities had worn me to fray. My days were so full that I couldn’t find a moment to think.
But at Lake Powell, there is nothing but time. Time to relish the company of these people who know and love me fully (and oh, how we missed Ben!). Time to laugh at each other’s jokes, slice a melon for every meal and line up seven sleeping bags as we admired the Milky Way.
Time to leap off the houseboat (our first time with a houseboat, which was both terrifying and wonderful),
teach Gabriel to ski
paint pink toenails,
learn dumb card games,
(as Hans channels his inner Brad Pitt)
swim for hours
(Mary and I wrapped our arms around each other’s shoulders and kicked back and forth across the lagoon),
learn to slalom,
and to cut,
eat ice cream,
and drive the boat.
They call this the “football team” pose,
but Mary makes it cuter.
To spare him sunburn we bought Gabe this $5 shirt at Walmart’s; but his absolute lack of competitive spirit made us laugh at the words.
Mostly we just laughed at everything
admired the sunsets
and sailed for home revived and renewed.
Ah…my kind of vacation. I absolutely love Lake Powell, especially the way you just lived it! I practically grew up on waterskis and those shots cutting across the wake made my very jealous indeed. What a sweet time you all had!
What a lovely vacation – I so want to go to Lake Powell some day!
He does look like Brad Pitt.
ALSO – YAY for sexy shirtless Erik!! xo
Oh, I love Lake Powell! Wong still wears the shirt we bought at the ‘cave petrol station’ and I wear the long sleeved blue shirt at work, just for the memories (and to stop the sunburn!)
Lovely to see you in a shot too, though maybe one from the front next time lovely? xxx
So much fun! I can’t believe I lived in Utah for five years and never went to Lake Powell. Silly me. (Actually, paranoid me. We always had to many toddlers to go.)
LOVE that place. When I was dating future hubby, he and his family kept talking about Powell, where I’d never been. “So what?” I thought. “It’s a lake. I’ve seen lakes.” Then I went down there. There’s nowhere on earth that feels the same. And a houseboat is The Best Way to do it.
Gorgeous pictures and you’ve made my husband droll. He misses waterskiing so much!
I was about to tell you Lake Powell was where my husband and I had our first kiss and then realized pregnancy and time is depleting my brain cells. It was Flaming Gorge. Happiness comes from lakes, I’m telling you…
sooo fun! i wanna go 😉
lovely pics, lovely kids and now i see for myself why is was so healing! that sunset…..
Okay, we are leaving a week from Saturday to do the EXACT same trip. I will be emailing…need to ask some questions.
All the photos were Wonderful! Loved Miss Mary in her pink toe nail photo. She is growing up. :o)
I recently took a vacation to lake powell. Here a video of the cool shots I got. http://www.youtube.com/my_videos?feature=mhee
A vacation always spells fun. Do you wish to explore vast canyons, or swim in under ground caves or water ski on emerald green water? Maybe go fishing, or simply relax under the hot sun and bright stars of the night. Lake Powell Boating and Houseboats are known to bring these dreams to life.