I grew up around large bodies of water all my young life. I have had countless times of nearly drowning, just too many to bring up. Nearly lost my brother Danny if it were not for my father coming to the rescue. I am not afraid of ice or water, however, I respect the lakes, rivers, creeks, streams, damns more than most anything else on the face of the earth currently because of where I live.
Living on water or near Mother Earth's waters has taught me so much about our world, and I've always fantasized of jumping on one of the boats and go anywhere I wanted to in the world, right from our backyard, launching right from off our dock.
Since I lost my real mother tragically as a young boy, I treat our home lake as if it were my own mother, as crazy or nuts as that may sound, but it's true. That attitude got me through the tragic loss of my mother far easier than anything, or anyone in my life, hands down.
Anyhow, I love Oneida Lake with all her glory and blessings, and I try to get back to see her every year.