> # Last Swim of the Season

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> Posted by LevilovR on October 02, 2016 at 23:32:16

> Not the greatest day weather wise - cool, damp, cloudy, intermittent showers predicted. Was hoping for a good, steady rain if possible because we are in the midst of a serious drought where I live. Many people have wells that have gone dry and I have been having some issues in that regard myself. Today was the first day of the Fryeburg Fair - the last agricultural fair of the season and regarded by many as the biggest and best of the fairs here in Maine. It draws large crowds and on the first Sunday they have a fireman's muster where competing teams of firefighters participate in a variety of events. As you can imagine, many of them involve hoses and water. My favorite competition is always the last of the day. A ball is hung on a line suspended between two poles. Two teams of firemen face each other and spray water at the ball in an effort to push it along the line until the ball hits the opposing team's pole. Since the water is being sprayed up in the air towards the ball there is always the chance that some might go astray and soak a person if one is lucky. So naturally I got as close to the obstacle as possible in hopes of a wetting, but alas, it was not meant to be. I got a few drops, but nothing more. Disappointed I left the fair and crossed the state border into North Conway, New Hampshire in the hopes that a pool at one of the hotels I know was still open. This particular hotel has an indoor water park that is open all year, plus the outside pool which they tend to keep open well into October since it is the height of the fall foliage season and a great time for tourists. Plus it is not uncommon to get some very warm, bright days here in October. But not today. So when I got there the pool area was deserted. Stuck my hand in the water to test the temperature - quite nice - so I jumped in. Oh, that glorious feeling of water filling my boots, soaking through my jeans, shirt and coat as my hat floated nearby. Had a really nice swim before climbing out, clothes shimmering, dripping, clinging, water sloshing in my boots as I headed for the car. Drove down to the river to the sandy beach area that is situated right on the border of the two states. Due to the drought the water is very low and there was a lot more exposed sandy beach than usual. First step in water only came up over my boot to the hem of my Levis. Gradually waded in as it kept creeping up the legs of my jeans and finally spilled into my boots. Definitely much colder than the pool I had just left. Had to go out quite a ways just to get wet up to my knees, so finally I just went and bent down on my knees to let the water come up over my jeans and belt and tug at the sleeves and bottom of my coat. My original intent was to lay down and thoroughly drench myself but the water was - well, refreshing. Actually it was downright cold! And when it hit certain parts of my body - well, you understand. Plus it was so shallow I couldn't have floated and my ass would have been dragging in the sand. Stood up and just walked through the water enjoying the wet jeans and boots. Really couldn't find a deeper spot so went down on my knees again trying to get used to the cold water and rewetting my Levis. Headed home. The road basically follows the river, which actually passes near my home, so thought I would make one last stop at the picnic area near the bridge. There is a nice little stream there that actually shoots off the river and winds around to rejoin it, creating a small island. Have had many pleasant wettings there in the past, but when I reached it there was barely a trickle running down through the stones. So home to a short, hot shower to get warmed up before changing into dry clothes.

> As I was walking into the draft horse barn at the fair two guys approached me and asked me if I was the guy at the boat ramp. I said I was, and they said they were most grateful for my help. "You were so wet!" one of the guys said. Yup, that was me! Then ran into the son of some of my friends from Mudbowl while checking out the dairy goats. Then while walking down through the midway one of the vendors grabs my arm and hauls me over to meet his friends and introduces me to them as the guy who jumps into the mud at the Redneck games every year - dressed just like he is now! Yup, that's me too! Apparently my fame precedes me.

> Not likely I'll be able to squeeze in another dip soon, but you never know. One can always hope.

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