We arrived at the beach behind the Hospital at 1pm. After a rescue of the beach ball which was blowing away, and a reminder that safety is always an issue, the kids spent the next four hours doing what kids do- basically rolling in the sand, building things, burying themselves, etc. A family of mallards was walking around looking for crumbs to add to the excitement. The power boats out on the lake sounded just like the familiar street rods at home; the only sound I miss is the Harley Davidsons.
The waterfront in Kelowna is just as I recall. The beach is nice and sandy, the water stays shallow for quite a distance, and then the DROP OFF. A perfect afternoon. Everything was right with the world- the demented music of the ice cream truck even chimed in at the right moment. Now I felt right at home.
The waterfront in Kelowna is just as I recall. The beach is nice and sandy, the water stays shallow for quite a distance, and then the DROP OFF. A perfect afternoon. Everything was right with the world- the demented music of the ice cream truck even chimed in at the right moment. Now I felt right at home.
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