I spent this past weekend juggling my own personal desire to spend time on the water, and fulfilling that other desire of mine, making money. So I worked. I worked most of the weekend. I did however, find time to go on a lengthy boat ride on Sunday morning. What a beautiful morning it was. The lake was full of boats, but it didn’t seem at all crowded. That’s what’s nice about a big lake. I went out and circled the lake heading East from Williams Bay along the north shore. I’m always impressed by the lake. It never lets me down. There’s something to be said for being exactly where you actually want to be, and not having any desire to be elsewhere. That’s how I feel about Lake Geneva. The water is so crisp, so clear. To an outsider, the scenery mostly looks the same. To me, it’s always changing. I can tell what season it is by the color of the water. The direction of the wind gives away the month quite readily. The foliage is now turning a pale green, in anticipation of its much awaited fall reveal. Yes, I do love this lake. That love of the lake is why I can never understand people who don’t feel quite the same way. People treat Geneva like it’s just another lake. Not everyone mind you, and certainly not the 1000 homeowners that line its’ shore. No, sometimes it’s the buyers. Some buyers just don’t seem to get it. The buyers that can purchase here, the buyers want want to purchase here, the buyers that just can’t put it all together. This is not your every day lake. This is something special, something that we’re all lucky to be a part of. If you don’t agree, call me. I’ll lend you my boat, and I want you to take a 12 mile per hour cruise around the lake on a September afternoon. When you’re done, then you tell me it’s nothing special.
My son Thomas is obviously in the Cubs Shirt. My little girl May is the blonde. The other little girl is my niece Victoria. Could be you and your family on the boat, and let me tell you, these pictures just don’t do the day justice. 