Lake swimming, sweat lodges and hot men that i don't...
June 16th 2012 On my final day at the lakes decide I must go swimming. I climb through the path of a natural wildlife park and then scramble down the rocks and drop into the beautiful deep emerald water. I have the lake completley to myself – the basin of water is lit up silver by the sun like a bowl of mercury lapping at the foot of the green hills that rise in smoky peaks around me. Yellow butterflies dance
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