I water skied when I was in Nuclear Power School in Orlando. When I first started, I tried getting up on two, and could never do it. I then tried one, from a deep water start no less, and got up the second try. Ever after, deep water starts, with both feet in the boots, were the only way I could get up on one. After mastering single ski starts, I was able to then get up on two. On one, I got so I could dip an elbow in the water while slaloming. Great fun!
There was a sinkhole full of water(what Floridians call a "lake") on base three of us skied on every weekend for five months. The bank was grassy right up to the water's edge, then there was an abrupt dropoff of ~8" to a shallow, sandy lakebed, which very gently sloped into deeper water. We had this ideal of being able to ski around the lake, let go at the drop zone, and time it so we would ski up to the bank and step off onto the bank with out getting our feet wet. Never happened that way, but we had a lot of laughs trying. Especially Milton. One time, he went in way too fast, and slid 20ft across the grass on his back after sticking the tip of the ski 6" into the bank. Another time, he cut in to whip across the wake and jump it while letting go to go into shore, overbalanced in mid-air, and ended up cartwheeling in ~1.5 feet of water. We came around to pick him up, and he was lying in the water, looking kind of dazed. There was this little brown thing bobbing in the water near him. He had literally gotten the $h!t knocked out of him! After we ascertained he was unharmed, we fell over laughing.
Then there was the time I wanted to impress a couple of girls sitting on the dock by sliding up to them and splashing them in the process. I had too much speed, went skipping across the water like a flat rock, and hit a dock piling ski first. Needless to say, they weren't impressed.
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