Mccall 2010

This year wasn't our most active, but was sooooo relaxing.
Tubing was probably the most extreme activity. And tubing on a hunormous six-man tube inside the wake is really not that extreme {that is until grandma laura takes the wheel...see third picture from the left}.



We spent most of our time at the {warm} pool where Cole mastered his wetsuit/lifejacket/unitard. He wouldn't use his arms at all while wearing it and just kept his arms up in a perma.treading.warter position. Interesting technique.
The pictures of me getting up on the ski and then crashing with not much in between pretty much sums up skiing this year. It was sad.


Mclayne tried skiing for the first time and had less luck than me. Hopefully next year will be better for both of us. Back at the pool, her body had an amazing way of defaulting to belly flop position. Good thing she had a life jacket!


Cole on the other hand is a little more graceful in the air {and in general}. Between the water, dirt, and driving the boat{for real} he was in heaven.


But by far the most exciting part of the trip was Ryan and Mclayne's big catch. Ryan was finally able to prove {mostly to me} that he can fish. It was a dream come true for Mclayne. At one point she yelled, "the mackinaw is back!" Priceless.
Cole, who wasn't even in the boat, was so excited he tried to take credit for the catch. Nice try, buddy.