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Post by flanson on Nov 13, 2007 17:28:06 GMT -5
I can remember going to Yankee Lake all the time when I was a kid in teh 70's. One trip to the lake that will always be in my mind was when I was about 5. My father swam me out to diving board platform in the middle of the lake. Once we got out there he had me walk to the end of one of the boards. He told me to jump and he's meet me at the bottom. As scared as I was I took the plunge. I can remember him saying to dog paddle as soon as I hit the water. Boy i wish the lake was still filled and I could take my kids out there. i don't know if I would use my father's same swimming practices, but I know i'd be there all the time.
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Post by jpmanilla on Feb 23, 2008 1:55:12 GMT -5
When we were kids growing up at the lake, it was a right of passage to me able to swim on your own from the shore to the driving pier. We called it the pier. It was scary and exciting. In the early 70's it was a very cool teenager hangout, very crowded. A lifeguard was assigned to work right on the pier because so many people were out there and it would take too long to help anyone all the way from shore it they needed it. The high dive is something I will never forget. We would take a running start and swan dive off that board, which seamed to be 100’s of feet above the water as a kid. Swimming under the pier with all the waves rocking you around as people dove off the pier is another vivid image in my mind.
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