One of our most favourite summer pastimes is hurling ourselves off the Thornbury pier into the glorious waters of Georgian Bay. We have oodles of family pictures with various Geoghegans leaping from the pier and we always know that summer has arrived when we have made that first leap.
Well, today was the day!
We awakened this morning to a pristinely blue sky and hot temperatures and decided it was the perfect day. The only tiny drawback to our pier visit was the fact that, after the gruellingly cold winter we endured, the water temperature was, well, absolutely freezing!!!!!!!!!
As we arrived at the pier and I listened to the cries of anguish from the bodies hitting the water, I decided that I would be a lifeguard and not a pier-leaper. My teenager, however, had different ideas for me. After informing Max that the water was too cold for me, he called me a wimp.
Well, I’m sorry, but I am absolutely not going to be called a wimp by any of my sons!
And so I leapt.
The pier is about a ten-foot jump, which is not a problem for me. The problem today was the lineup at the only ladder to get my frozen body out of the water. Oh boy, was my skin tingling when I made it up that ladder.
I have to say, though, that the subtle and uber-cool nod of approval from Max at the top of the ladder was entirely worth it!