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Tweak says, "You taught him well..."

Flying in with the Snow is (winterhawk) wrote in doorslogs,
@ 2013-06-21 18:39:00

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frodo baggins, multiple man

Who: Cael / Chay
What: Water Skiing, or at making an attempt at getting dragged to their feet on the water.
Where: Lake Mead

Sunshine,
Salt, and sea sand,
Sweeter sides of living
Blowing by my face and
disappearing.

Lila Mašté (Very hot sunny day)

At 103 the weather has finally changed to desert heat, I do not know how Cael with his paler skin tones kept from burning on each trip we made out to the dig site. I think it is getting time to pack up the digging gear for the remainder of summer for this area. I have closed on the purchase of the land and we have a POD in place to stash what we can not fit into the RV and we had the electric company run out some power lines to keep the air conditioner running 24/7. It is the first day of summer and threatens to be a hot one. Much cooler projects should now be on tap. More indoor research or in Northern states. Still there is the proximity of the hotel that neither of us can ignore. {And of course, neither can our companions.}

So at Cael's suggestion we are at least going to spend at least a day exploring the coves on Lake Mead by ski boat.

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caelrox
2013-06-24 07:21 pm UTC (link)

Cael watched the scenery pass as they rode out to the lake. He idly wondered what he would be doing now had he never stepped into speed dating. He would probably be partying at Rehab at the Hard Rock - again. He loved his life now. He didn't need to go back there.

He plucked at the guitar strings in his lap while Chay drove, looking up to smile on occasion. While his transformation from party boy lounge singer to research assistant for the university was nearly complete, the guitar had stayed. The spring had been filled with hard work, but the more he worked, the more efficient he got, and surprisingly, he enjoyed carrying the gear, the dig itself, and the thrill of finding something new. He had taken to map reading, and logging locations, and Chay's old legends. He could contribute to the joint efforts, and was seeing the rewards. Even his family, his mother particularly, had told her that she was proud.

In truth, even his look had changed. He still had the golden locks that fell whichever way they wanted, and he still loved his ripped clothing, but physically, the work was changing him. He was always thin, but sadly not as tones as he thought. Now, from the physical labor, he was cut. He was developing a nice six pack, and his back was even showing definition he didn't even realize he had until he walked in front of a mirror ready to get into the shower, and actually took a good look. He felt amazing.

He looked up at the man, pausing momentarily, "Have you actually been water skiing before?" he asked. It was new for him, although he was no stranger to a surfboard. How different could it be?

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