You don't need a calendar to know it's coming up on July 4th weekend on the lake. All the signs are present:
-- for the last few nights, we've heard sporadic fireworks from all around us. Everyone's gearing up for the big night.
-- tonight, on a Thursday, there were as many boats buzzing by at sunset as there usually are on a typical Sunday afternoon.
-- our little lane is busy with cars going in and out of our peninsula. There are only a few of us who live on this lane year-round, and about 75% of the houses are occupied on a summer weekend. But on the 4th, everyone's here.
This weekend, we'll hear the sounds of boats non-stop, our dock will rock in the waves like it's on an ocean, we'll probably hear a boat siren or two as the lake police try to keep drunken boaters off the water, and there will be fireworks everywhere you can see.
I have a love-hate relationship with the Fourth on the lake. I love the feel of a hot summer day, I love cooking out (of course, we do this several times a week so it's not just a July Fourth thing), I love seeing all the American flags flying by all the docks around the lake, it's nice to sit on our porch and watch fireworks all around, and yes, I do love going out on the boat around 9:00 pm to get a good view of the big fireworks show a couple of coves over.
But we don't go anywhere near the water at other times on the weekend of the Fourth. Taking a boat on that bumpy water is too much like punishment, especially our little boat. You can't enjoy a ride, and you certainly can't ski or tube, so we don't invite friends over that day, either. For full-time lake dwellers, July Fourth weekend is the time you almost want to leave town.
I guess it's kind of like folks who live in Augusta, GA who leave town during Master's Week. A lot of folks even rent out their homes to pay for their own week away. Hmmmm.... there's a thought....