Every year, for the past 20 years, my family has spent Memorial Day weekend in Lake Powell with our 2nd family, the Mulcocks.
I look forward to this weekend all year. Lake Powell over Memorial Day means summer, tan lines, waterskiing season, boating, music, sunny days, and happiness.
Seeing the lake for the first time of the year never gets old. I seriously get giddy every time it comes into view.
This year was no different. The weather was beautiful, the lake was pretty refreshing, and the company was the best of the best.
We played a lot of games, did some waterskiing, had an epic paddle ball tournament, and ate like kings.
Lake Powell is one of the happiest places in the world for me. Sitting on a boat and enjoying a morning ski is pure joy.
Welcome Summer. It's wonderful to see you.