When I was growing up, we would play there. The water was cool, and there were big rocks to climb on… and lie on to dry. These hot August days have me thinking about trying that again.
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I wish I had something like that. Growing up we had a creek all of six inches deep and where I live now there are generally going to be gators in the water.