I've had it in my mind during my various trips to Sparta that I would like to investigate Lake Mohawk a little bit, especially when I found out that it had little shops and its own boardwalk.
So anyway, after our lunch, I told Megan that we were going exploring, so that's exactly what we did. We entered Lake Mohawk and drove around the perimeter of the lake, scoping out the little shops and the mixture of little lake houses and huge architectural monstrosities that made up the community...even cruising right through the gates at the Lake Mohawk Country Club (hey, the guards didn't even try to stop us, they just let us roll on through). Once we did our lap around the lake, we parked by the shops and went to a little ice cream place, deciding that we were going to eat our ice cream out on the boardwalk.
Yeah, that didn't work so well. While the ice cream shop was only a couple store fronts from the boardwalk, the humidity had our ice cream melting faster than we could eat it. Combine drippy ice cream with lake winds and what do you get? Wearable splatter art. Very Jackson Pollack, don't you think?
We couldn't help but laugh every time either one of us looked at my shirt. And Megan totally thought I was kidding when I told her that I was going to take a picture of the mess and blog about it. If she only knew!!