The best part of those mornings though was when the sun got high enough to melt away the fog...We'd burn along on single skis and really hiss over the water, slaloming from side to side, scooping our bodies right down almost flat on the turns. Awesome. Sending up fountains of spray. That was a buzz. That's what I loved.
Angie's hooked on water-skiing, even though some parts of the river terrify her. But she can handle it. If only her Mum could understand that life isn't just school, housework and endless baby-sitting. A girl needs her freedom, and adventures on the river are too exciting to miss.