old school waterskiing

“Take a deep breath, you aren’t THAT old…”
This past fourth of July weekend found me at Starvation State Park in eastern Utah. My brother took those of us willing out for a day of boating. He with his wake board, the kids on tubes, and hipsters like myself going old school, on two ski’s.
I’ve foregone the wake board to memories of younger days, but I still find a thrill in water skiing the old way, the original way, my preferred way.

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?