Our good friend Symo is a handy guy to know. His brother Andy has a ski boat. Given Chris and I are having withdrawals from now not having any snow to ski or board on, when Symo asked if we wanted to go water skiing, hell yeah was the reply.
I’d been water skiing once before and Chris had never been. Having experienced the joys of that which is learning to water ski, I had high hopes of an amusing day watching Chris try to get out of the water.
I went out first on the learner’s bar and surprisingly got up fine on the first attempt. I then had a go on a short rope attached to the learner’s bar and even more surprisingly got up fine on the first attempt. Being a high achiever (and a modest one at that), I quickly graduated to the full length ski rope and a deep water start and not surprisingly ate water. Lucky Andy gave me a pair of wetsuit shorts to wear or I would have had a double colonic irrigation if you know what I mean. Attempt number 2 and I was up and out.
Unfortunately I was denied the chance to have a good laugh at Chris getting out of the water on account that he’s a natural and got up in about 3 attempts. Typical! Still, I did get to giggle at his bent over old man skiing pose. A picture tells a thousand words…
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