learning to ski with Linda and Dad

My family got invited to go camping and water skiing when I was very young, maybe 3 years old. It was several families that went together. Honestly, I don't think I've ever seen another group like it. So many people and they all got along so well. The adults had as much fun as the kids.
It wasn't long before we were shopping for a boat. Most of the families had ski boats with 35 or 40 hp motors. We bought one with 75 hp. Then every body started upgrading to 90 & 100 hp. Later on, dad took it up a notch. He bought a 165 hp inboard-outboard 18 ft Cobalt. That was some boat and we sure put it to use. I have been sidetracked and will tell more about this another time.
Back to my story. I was five years old and decided I was ready to try skiing. Dad found some little kids skis. I think we were at Lake Thunderbird. Dad through the years was a really good teacher. He taught many to ski. He always got rookies in their skies on the shore and went through everything with them before getting into the water.
When it was time Dad got in the boat and Linda helped me get in the water and hold the skies in place. Linda, a beautiful teenager with another family in the group, was very nice and I thought I was pretty special to be helped out by her. She helped me until the boat took off and then I was on my on. She was there for many of the next takeoffs. I thought it was with her help that it worked and the only way I could do it.
Once on my way it was kind of funny to see Dad in the boat. He pulled me at seven mph. The boat looked like it was standing on end. Dad would stand up to see over the bow so he didn't hit anything. I know it probably took forever to get around going that slow. I don't remember ever hearing no when I wanted to ski. Dad was great. Thanks Dad & Linda.
Those years until I was about fifteen years old were so much fun. I loved skiing. Many family and friends joined us through the years. If they didn't know how to ski, they learned. We got away from it for a while after we moved away. Those relationships still exist today with wonderful memories. Even with the miles of separation, most everyone keeps in touch.
I am back to skiing again now and passing it on to the kids. I actually got out of the boat the other day and went for a ski. My son drove the boat. It had been so long that I don't remember when the last time was. Many years.
Skiing, the lake, and all that encompasses is a huge release for me. It is a peaceful getaway early and late each day. I enjoy all the action in between too!