Almost every weekend during the months of July and August I spend the weekend camping, fishing and riding my Seadoo PWC. In my opinion, it's a pretty perfect weekend getaway. I have managed to convince a few of my friends to spend most of their weekends this way as well. I have been spending my summers this way for the past 3 years. As each year passes another friend buys a Seadoo and gets to experience this joyous way of life.
The campground that me and my buddies have chosen as this years permanent weekend spot is about a 2 hour drive away. That means that I can finish up work a half hour early on Friday, and barring any cottager traffic jams I make it up to the site in time to setup the tent and put the seadoo into the lake in time for a quick spin. This still gives us time to get supper started before dark. If we start the campfire at the same time, the timing works out so we always eat our first meal of the weekend by campfire light.
Bright and early Saturday morning is my favorite part of the whole weekend. I make a quick pot of coffee, have a little snack, and grab my travel mug and fire up the seadoo. My favorite alteration to my seadoo has to be the bolt on coffee holder that I use for my super slow, check out the lake rides on Saturday morning. I get to see what's been going on during the weekdays I'm not here, and sometimes if I get out early enough I turn off the engine and just float for a while enjoying the morning quiet out on the middle of the lake. After an hour or so I head back, and help make a huge camping breakfast, and really start the whole camping weekend.
After breakfast, we head back to the water again for some fast paced Seadoo PWC fun. We conduct various informal match races and doughnut spinning contests and other silly games. At one point we played a form of Seadoo rugby. Throughout our friendly competitions we are always careful and take measures to be safe.
Sunday afternoons always seem to arrive by surprise and fair too early. Generally by 4pm, I have had my final Seadoo ride and I'm beginning to tear down the camp site. Any fish that hasn't been consumed is divvied up amongst the group and packed in ice for the trip home. With sadness we put our Seadoo covers on our Seadoo PWCs and make our way back to city.
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