My grandgirl, Madeline, and her family made it to Roanoke for her summer blowout this past weekend and almost immediately she and I hit the water.
I had a new boat for her, an inflatable kayak, thinking maybe she’d paddle the bejabbers out of it, but I still wound up towing her the last 200 yards or so of our little lake journey.
Still, we had a swell time, she exploring, us skipping rocks and telling stories. She has picked up that special Smith trait, the storyteller.
The photos here are by my friend Susan, who went with us to paddle, and me. I think you can tell by our expressions that we had quite a time.