WEEKEND WITH FOAM PARTY I.

 

      As I promised a few days on the home page of this site, broken down in detail the events of the weekend 26th and 27 June 2010 when we met several wetlookers to get together to talk and drive out in the water and foam party visited.

      It started a few weeks before this weekend. The first impulse was to learn that in Lanskroun foam party held by Futuresound. Anesthetic then thought that we might be in such an opportunity to meet more. Therefore we have planned, we will meet on Saturday afternoon, "try out" a local pond, encounter we will meet, talk and in the evening we go to the foam party. And who would want to sleep, and refrain from on Sunday, the one with us to try pond.

      I garnished many wetlookers mail with an invitation to the event. With pleasure I received from some of accepting the invitation and the promise of participation.

      The first three have already arrived at 12:30. We went together for lunch and on the 15th hour, they moved to the pond, because we are expecting the arrival of two other participants.

      And those really minute after 15 hour arrived. We sat a while and then came that moment, when we get it pointed the direction of water to which is the restaurant, in whose garden we were sitting, drinking and talking, a stone's throw away.

      The first inquiry, when we reached the water, was whether we go into the water slowly, up the stairs, or it is better to jump into the water. I was a quick jump option, because this man does not manage to feel the water temperature, which could, in certain areas of the body cool. And because you do not know what the local pond, they wanted to know what is the depth, So I jumped first. Light reflected from the wall forming the shore, a short flight air and bump into the water. Levels above me shut, I sat down to the bottom. When I got up after the water reached my waist. I think it was quite a demonstration and proof, as is, or is deep.

      The water released from the ladies, most of the assembly. But pretty stairs slowly and kabelkama over his shoulder. Probably mainly the views of other purses attract visitors to the swimming pool. So we were in the water three. In the fourth made it into the water he wants. He walked along the shore, made shy. So we have all sorts of forces and capabilities, and physical strength, tried to get him into the water, which eventually succeeded. So we were in the water four. Fifth photographed so far has been excused. But there are still missing a couple who has sat on the bench on the shore. Left with nothing more than to climb back out of the water and also help them a little ... Take off sunglasses and Oops ... jump into the water ... And we're all in the pond!

      Each other to try to sink each other, then again we lift above the surface, just as much power. And there was the next phase, which had some ready. Fortunately, we defended the rest of us, because it was tearing the shirts. But with counting only those who have thus been informed in advance, so he took himself to an old trick, but what we do, poor things, others. I would be sorry for my shirt. But it was respected.

      And as he plays around, and suddenly we realized that we had one dry on the shore. So turn out quickly, Remove it and turn the camera Oops ... jump ... And between us.

      After a while we returned to the garden restaurant where we can talk further. But because it was hot and we quickly drying up, we went a few times, some even jumped off the pier.

      In the afternoon went quickly, and time was running two of us had to say goodbye, because the next morning waiting for work duties. And the rest of us stood up, went to dinner and agreed that we will meet in the 21 hours before the hall, where was foam party. We have not called the last party, which was due to arrive in the evening and went to dinner and get changed into dry.

 

      ... to be continued ...

 

 

 

 

REVENGE

 

      The second weekend in August he spent with us at the cottage and Majkl. After Saturday lunch all the rest. And into this atmosphere came ten Dominica with dirty hands from the soap. I got the idea to get dirty Majkl. "Bring me a shampoo for hair," I said to her. She ran with joy to shampoo and in the train was back. The first dose Majkl got hit in the shoulder. The second dose landed on his back. I started to paint his shampoo around the shirt. He began to fight with me on the tube in which the rest of the shampoo. But it also came to Daniel, I stayed not and she sent him a dose of goo. That is what gave me and soon I was covered with shampoo. "Oh wait, I'll show you! Two for one!" As the old cottage, no flush toilets, so that after each toilet must fill the bucket with water. I went to do so as the need for a return journey took an empty bucket. I walked around the hearth, where he lay on the bench Majkl talking to Daniel. I took a barrel of rain water and went back. Unsuspecting Majkl lay contentedly. I approached him and poured the entire contents of his shirt. He had it all nice and wet, he stuck to the body. "Do not worry, it does not hurt, it's rain water and it is soft," I said with a smile went away. When I came back, I see how Majkl and Daniel runs the barrel which was less than half the water. I started to run away and hid in the toilet. There then I realized that I was there they want to close. Daniel ran to get something that would have prevented me to get out. Majkl held the door and when not kept well, I headed out the door and scratched his little hand. I apologized to him and we laughed as we can sort, walked slowly to the hut, and I did not notice Daniel, who had grabbed a hose and when I came onto the porch, it tore me up for the water flow. Dominica also got hit for that, I resisted. Fortunately, ammo found - Others stood on the porch with water-filled barrels. So in the end the boys were wet, it would be difficult for them sought dry spot. And we waited two hours for the visit, had come Fanatik with Hana and had a surprise for us, water battle. Raging at the cottage, we stop with all Fanatikem and Hanka in the dam. And we still waiting for foam party. I wondered how the boys take revenge for that, I wanted to imprison. For the moment the idea in the world. When I fell asleep in the morning after arrival, I was hoping to wake up earlier than them, so revenge was worth it. Around noon I opened my eyes and saw Majkl sitting on the bed. "You're up late?" He replied: "No, no, now I wake up." I quickly darted out of bed and ran outside, where I had prepared a bucket of water. There then appeared in the doorway in his pajamas, his hands stretched out, it will stretch in which I poured him a bucket full of water. He remained in shock from the water trickled down his pajamas, but his happy look spoke for itself. My revenge was a gift for him. And how it ended up Daniel? Just like Majkl, only his eyes could read that, it is not thrilled with him and I definitely revenge will come.

 

 

 

 

SUMMER IN COTTAGE

 

      Like every year, I spent a couple of weeks at the cottage. It's the end of the village near the forest, where a few huts that are built farther apart, so there is a person feel as secluded in the woods. We were there this year nine, including four adults. The terrace is seen on the part of the dam, they started building there last year, and our joy to do that this year it could no longer swim. As soon as we arrived, we went to check the water. Then they took me to chat Majkl, I thought ... at least you got in the water until the exciting challenges. Just as we came to the water, I realized that me and Majkl pleasantly surprised friends son, who jumped into the water in a T-shirt and shorts. And we joined him. We had slowly from the shore into the water, there was enough mud and slippery ... On the shore stood his ten-year sister, she did not want much, but soon discovered that the water is too deep, climbing over the dress. We started each dive, splash water and who does not want the water, the others help him. After a while I sat at the shore and began to run her hands along the bottom. The mud was slippery to the touch, pleasant, rock back and forth, and suddenly I had a hand full of mud and Title idea: What about mud battle. But this is the first blow aimed at Majkl, intervention success, mud landed on his chest. Retaliation followed in the wake. After noticing the others joined in and had started. We had mud everywhere, we matlali him, poked him in the shirt and jeans. Even children have mud pomatlali to them was not sorry. After washing in the dam we returned to the cabin, where we thoroughly rinsed. When we arrived at the cottage, the other, what did not participate in swimming, commented, that we are fools, and moreover, that we crush the children. But we were forgiven when they saw the bright eyes of children.

 

 

 

 

JUNE TOUR

 

      We had planned on a Saturday in June trip to swim in the beautiful natural landscape of East Bohemia.

      Upon our arrival we went there and see it smaller dam ...

      I was hoping someone from the three participating allure for swimming, but as soon as we came to the shore, I found that it let me alone. Did not deter me, nor that the water was about twenty people, mostly young people around twenty.

      The water was fairly shallow, so the level pretty slowly progressed from ankles ... to knees. I did not notice, that a group of people began to comment on my swimsuit. Long jeans there about not suit, I said to myself, and when I began to perceive their comments. But I was already waist-deep in water and could feel every drop. The water was just the warmest, and I began to regret that I let the sweater itself. It helped only quickly hide the rest of the body into the water. Suddenly, no water was so cold I fell to the contrary, as if caressing with my body. After fifteen minutes of swimming, I climbed onto shore and letting water flow down the side, drop by drop. My friends liked swimming, I hoped that it could convince you to go with me refresh. That fun on land so as not vodičce, oh yeah. He started going up wind, I threw myself over the sweater. Not far from us started to nudge the four young men, in a T-shirt and shorts riflových climbed into the water, but once the water has advanced to the knees, he turned and walked back. Today to me, nobody added, she said I did. But what, after all, I did not come just because I once wet. I buttoned my sweater and walked slowly into the depths. Suddenly I heard a splash, the blood caused a major stir, and I found after looking back, I'm not alone in water. He swam to me dog. No wonder they say a dog friend of man. While swimming to shore he says with a smile, what really makes me wonder, still I wanted to be with someone bathed me and also he was dressed in a fur coat. After returning to shore I lay down in shallow water and relax on the back first and then rolled over onto her stomach. Not that friends started to get bored, I stood there lie beyond.

      And since the body needs water and we went inside to freshen up a local outdoor restaurant.

      Upon departure, I had to change into dry, otherwise I would not take the car. Marry It was Saturday, I was only sorry that I was in the water itself. But it was June and I knew it was a proper bath waiting for me ...

 

 

 

 

FIRST NATURAL SOAKING THIS SEASON

 

      I wrote on the home page of this site, and is seen looking out the window, that summer is definitely over. Although still in the first decade of October was warm, it was still on swimming, but in recent days, it seems that we would rather skate, and if we wanted to bathe, we'll have to take your ax to the pond and cut a hole in the ice. In addition, the person will have to dress properly, not to cold.

      Anes to me by the idea that the site could be described some actions that we take together, so this should be the first attempt …

      I wonder where to begin. Whether to take it chronologically, or whether the ranking compiled by attractiveness. The events were a lot this year and secretly hope that, despite the sudden change in the weather this year will take something else.

      Some take it in turn nicely …

      How to write on the front page, with a wet bathing I started in late May this year, That's what I went through one village to the recently erected a dry polder. Do not confuse the word "dry", there are small ponds and the river runs through it, sometimes quite deep. On the way from the car I walked along the dike between two ponds. Already at this moment is tempted to swim. I really did not want the cold, blowing strong and cold winds. I walked up river. It took a while before I found a suitable place was nice and the water and gradually decreasing bottom. I did not want to be right there in the first wet plop all at once. I went into a river. As soon as I got the water to converse, to feel how it is so cold even in spring. I came to the place where I let soak the jeans depth slightly above the knee. I climbed out on shore. What next? I have the courage to get in there again? I felt that in those wet jeans in the cold and strong wind is cooler on the shore, as in cold, flowing water. I walked along the shore a little further, I found another nice spot where you could well get to the water. After a few tens of meters, I found this place and the courage to climb into the river again. This time I had more courage to dive - the waist. For a while I waded through water up and down, looking over the landscape from a different perspective than seeing the regular passers-by. I wanted to go home, but I went a bit along the shore, and again I crawled into a river. I'm fed up, but somehow I could not courage to dive so deep, due to low temperature as water and air. So even the third time the boundary between dry and wet parts of uppers moved just a bit above, a little above the waist. And I firmly decided: I give up, I go home. On the way back to the car, I went back after little dam between ponds. I told myself: You will not do a drag and nepojedeš home to half a wet back! That I finished bath in one of the ponds? And yeah, I'm going to do it again. The bottom is sloped pretty quickly, could take two steps and I was in waist-deep water. At that moment I again changed direction, I returned to shore. This time, however, not because I did it finally just gave up, but I went just to postpone the denim jacket and a sweatshirt, and I only had the white shirt with long sleeves. And just like two steps were enough for me to be in the water to the waist, two was enough, so the water level reached up to his chin. I've done it a couple of temp and time is quite advanced and have also had to handle some business, so I got out, put back the semi-wet, polosochou sweatshirt and demin jacket and we went home ...