I remember three things about High School Biology. The first is that I have an negative RH factor. I was very nervous about this when my teacher typed my blood and told me I would have to have special shots if I ever had a baby. Luckily I married someone with the exact same blood type so I skipped all that shot nonsense. The second was how to hatch a baby chicken and watch it grow. While kinda cute baby chicks are stinky and it hurts when they peck you. The third thing is that fat floats more so than muscle.
This little law of nature has proven very advantageous for me. I can win any floating contest hands down - at least as far as my family is concerned. It blows my mind that Rick can not float unless he fills his lungs with air, puffs out his chest and holds his breath and really really works at it. If he lets out even a little air he sinks - so he can only float for as long as he can hold his breath. Not me I can float like a leaf without a drop of air in my lungs. My kids all take after their Dad in the floating department, which is not so good when it comes to teaching them to swim.
Anyway the point here is that I have always been a good floater - thanks to my generous allotment of fat. Well today the rest of my family got to experience the thrill of floating while breathing normally. We went to the Great Salt Lake and floated. Anna hit the nail on the head when she said, "I like to float but I wanted to go somewhere where the water is warm and clean." She had a hard time with the filthiness of the lake. It is disgusting that is for sure and for certain. There were tiny little shrimp floating all through the water, there were swarms of fleas, and the water while pretty warm was just plain filthy. The salt made your skin itch, the fleas added to the itching and the wind made you cold. We didn't swim long, just long enough to bask in the floating experience and say we swam in the great salt lake then we were out of there. All but Dallin, he really liked the shrimp and was fascinated by how the swam around in his hands.
This little law of nature has proven very advantageous for me. I can win any floating contest hands down - at least as far as my family is concerned. It blows my mind that Rick can not float unless he fills his lungs with air, puffs out his chest and holds his breath and really really works at it. If he lets out even a little air he sinks - so he can only float for as long as he can hold his breath. Not me I can float like a leaf without a drop of air in my lungs. My kids all take after their Dad in the floating department, which is not so good when it comes to teaching them to swim.
Anyway the point here is that I have always been a good floater - thanks to my generous allotment of fat. Well today the rest of my family got to experience the thrill of floating while breathing normally. We went to the Great Salt Lake and floated. Anna hit the nail on the head when she said, "I like to float but I wanted to go somewhere where the water is warm and clean." She had a hard time with the filthiness of the lake. It is disgusting that is for sure and for certain. There were tiny little shrimp floating all through the water, there were swarms of fleas, and the water while pretty warm was just plain filthy. The salt made your skin itch, the fleas added to the itching and the wind made you cold. We didn't swim long, just long enough to bask in the floating experience and say we swam in the great salt lake then we were out of there. All but Dallin, he really liked the shrimp and was fascinated by how the swam around in his hands.
This was our first trip to Antelope Island. All in all it is a pretty neat place. The floating thing is pretty cool if you take out the filthy aspect of it. The wildlife was amazing. Seeing bison up close always thrills me. They are so big and... well big. They are kind of scary but also very peaceful looking. We had one walk right next to our car for a while. I think it wanted to cross in front of us but Rick kept driving along side it, it would start running and Rick would speed up, then it would slow down and so would Rick. It finally got far enough ahead to cross in front of us, then it turned around and crossed back. The Antelope were fun to see too. I think my kids have finally got Antelope and Cantaloupe figured out. We had to clarify that cantaloupe is what we eat and Antelope is the thing like a deer.
We hiked a bit too, it was really pretty and fun to see the lake from up high. We hiked the Dooly knob trail, or something like that. Ryan needed a lot of coaxing and a little carrying. Dallin needed a little bit of prodding and some grounding threats to keep him going without complaining. He once again reminded us that it is a waste of a perfectly good day when we have to spend it all outside. Taylor and Anna ran ahead scampering up the hills and climbing ever rock they saw like they were mountain goats. Rachel very happily rode on my shoulders most of the way up. Before we started hiking she told me she likes to hike but does not like to go up hills. So she walked the flats and, for the most parts, rode the hills. Unfortunately for me it was a hike to the top of a hill. She walked down with Tess though, which I enjoyed. 
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