Free-ski stories. Some highlights.
Youth: in my early days in my friends' boats, running out of gas after a day of skiing off the beach in Puget Sound and trying to paddle against the tide (with your waterskis) before the tide pulls you to Olympia. After an awesome day using the two six gallon cans you brought in the outboard. Jumping yacht wakes in the tri-hull glastron. Draining water out of the boat by unplugging the plug inside the boat while the boat is up on plane and letting the water run out. Switching out gas cans while under way while the outboard continues with the gas in the line. Endless runs trying to make the biggest spray and get the lowest to the water.
Getting our own family Glastron, and right away hauling it all the way down to Lake Tahoe, and skiing over that clear water looking at house sized rocks way down below you that look like they are going to be right under the surface. Watching Dad get out there and have a pull on the glassy clear water. Seeing the old hippy dude in his rubber Zodiac headed to the nude beach that is apparently near where your family set up for the day, he standing behind a console driving with his "depth finder" flapping in the wind. (ACK!)
Young adult:
Houseboat trips at Shasta, out of Silverthorne. First with family (got to catch a Suyderhoud show one night), then with my wife's crazy Chiropractor friends from their school in Sunnyvale, some local, some from afar. Storming the beaches like houseboat pirates, Patron, mixer, limes and chair in hand, delivering Upside Down Margaritas to unsuspecting other houseboaters camped on the beach. Beach fires, bears, then ripping the glass to chase away the night in the morning. Wild times, fun skiing. First time I fell in love with a Malibu wake.
@SkiJay , yes, long endurance runs. Trying to copy what I see on tv and videotape, and using the natural swing, for me, of 28' off.
More recently, and after kids, camping at Mountain Lakes (Including Redfish Lake, site of eclipse totality, Idaho), skiing back into the far basin below the rock giants dressed with skirts (or kilts) of green.
Now with a better boat.
Skiing with your brothers and friends out at Hood Canal and Puget Sound in general on flat water with sea lions, eagles, and sometimes . . . beer.
Best yet, getting your kids into it with a nice DD boat, some decent wetsuits, and some decent ski gear. Your kid wanting to watch and copy Terry Winter videos, (and you, but you tell him to watch Terry). Your daughter getting up on skis for the first time after only wakeboarding before, and volunteering for morning missions, even when there is still snow on the ground, and snow runoff pouring into the lake.
I am really, really enjoying making some progress in the course, but will always value our freeski time. Hoping to put together a family trip either to Powell or back down to Shasta. We have done Shasta, may have to do Powell.