We arrived Thursday morning and spent a glorious day on the beach cooking hot dogs, enjoying a casual jaunt on the wave runners [I only went 10-15mph because I'm pregnant, where as Lance was going full speed and had to do circles around me to stay close by]. The entire day was turning out to be absolutely perfect... and then the storm came.
We saw some dark clouds rolling in from the north and heading south to where we were. We quickly started packing up all of our belongings and hauling them up to the road where we parked. Greener went to the launching dock in hopes of meeting his cousins there on the wave runners. Just when we were down to our large canopy and a few chairs the rain began to pour, sand began to blow and within a matter of seconds we witnessed multiple large canopies, tubes, and chairs all go flying in the air and into the water. People were screaming and running for cover. We quickly ducted under our half taken down canopy and held on for dear life. Suddenly the rain turned into marble sized hail and was bouncing off the sand and bruising our legs. Max and Mia, the Green's 5 year old twins were with us and huddled in grandma's arms. The once tan beach turned solid white with hail. We literally thought the world was ending, but luckily it all stopped after 15 minutes and we were able to make a run for our cars. We experienced the real Independence Day.
Friday we spent out at the pool which was filled past max capacity and then took the Green's great dane, Chole to the lake where we ran, swam, and even pooped in the water (which made bystanders really mad). We finished off our weekend with a BBQ of burgers and a trip down to Garden City for true Bear Lake Raspberry Shakes!!
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