Lake Bundy

Kiawah in the spring!

Oh the beach time! The sky was as blue as topaz, the vegetation as green as Tsavorite garnet the air as clear as a multi-faceted diamond. The sun unabated sat low in the sky not allowing for the harsh burning piercing rays that turn the sand into hot coals, and your skin into a burning mass… In other words you suckers missed a great week!

As all of you know 6 is on constant look out for news from the islands. In my research I found three interesting articles: first was titled “The Bundy’s head south for vacation” , and second” 4 gets a Girl Friend”, and third “The return of the turtle killers”.

In my past posts, you-all remember the turtle killers, if not go no further with this post, and go back and edamacate yourselves! For those who imagine themselves to have the same intellectual ability as myself read on! When 6 arrived at the beach on Saturday night, his keen intellect noticed that there was something different on the beach. Upon exiting the boardwalk all was normal, after walking about 30 yards, 6 noticed that he was walking up a slight incline followed by a steep fall off into water that was 3-4 feet deep, but he still was not in the surf.  What in the heck happened? Was there a monster storm? A sink hole.. was I about to be consumed by a sea serpent?  Did the jellies build a holding tank so that they could multiply to be ready for the return of 5? Did nature provide a safer port-a-john? 6 has no idea what happened, until the next day when he saw the article tiled the “return of the turtle killers”. As the story goes a group of families all graduates of Hillbilly U decided to beat the oppressive heat of the summer and come to Kiawah early this year, set up their tents, and being equipped with diggin stuff “shovels to you and I” spent the prior week digging in the sand! At first the beach patrol was going to stop them from destroying the majesty of the beach, but with extreme pressure and influence from the KIA “Kiawah Island Association”  they were told to stand down, for the following week the island was expecting a very special family from the Chicago area. The family had already loaded up the dodge provided plenty of food for buck, and was making a bee line for South Carolina. To honor this family KIA they named the new lake “Lake Bundy”! I bet you were all thinking the lake was going to be called Griswold Lake!  That makes 6 do a little thinking, tow of the best families in the world hail from Chicago..

Words of wisdom: One can never be wrong, if you are doing the right thing.