Me (left) and my buddy, Jim, at Lake Carlyle, Saskatchewan, Canada, in the 1940's.
Forty some years later. A snorkeling trip with my buddy, Baseball Steve (not shown), off the coast near Puerto Vallarta, Jalisco, Mexico. The dapper pilot's name is lost in the shrouds of memory.
You North Dakota kids were hardy little lads-submerging in cold Canadian waters. The folks who swim in the Pacific here on the central coast are usually tourists, from places like Canada, Norway, Finland, Sweden and North Dakota.ReplyDelete
The Mexican snorkel outing looks more like it!
Looking refreshed in both photos.ReplyDelete
We were tough kids...I water skied the week the ice went off the lake one spring, good thing I was a good skier, did a stand up start off the dock. water was so cold the Merc couldn't warm up.ReplyDelete
Love the old cars in the background.ReplyDelete
That first picture is such an image of boyhood innocence and summer fun.ReplyDelete
Thanks, Bruce. I have many great memories of Carlyle Lake, Justamere Cottage and you.ReplyDelete
Did you fish a lot in Mexico? I did a bit in Baja, on the large bay near Mulege.ReplyDelete
Not at all. My fishing days were long past by then.Delete
That first picture is such an image of boyhood innocence and summer fun. good night quotesReplyDelete