"Ummm, babe? My son is NOT going to swim in that water and I don't think you should either. That is just disgusting. Maybe you should check out the water first before we launch." Ricky and the friend and the uncle went down to the water and came back with the unanimous decision to get the heck outta there! It turns out that the clumps of nastiness we had spotted in the water earlier were dead fish. The lake was full of them and the air was thick with the smell of rotting fish. The man scooping them out said that they died from lack of oxygen which basically says to me that the water is no longer water since a main component of water is oxygen...you know the "O" in H2O?
Well, we got a refund and left that nasty place and I would be just fine to never go there again...however, apparently it takes more than millions of dead smelly fish to deter my husband from ever going there again. So, I will probably find myself at Lake Elsinore at a later date. Ewwww! Gross! We need another local wakeboarding lake...desperately!