So last weekend I was duped into doing a day on Lake Austin. Everyone kept telling me that Lake Austin was off the hook and everyone gets totally nuts out there. Get out there and pull into "the cove", not one radio playing in the entire place. Dead silence, it was really strange. So we just got drunk and found some people we knew, tied up to them, and turned the radio up as loud as we could. The party picked up and eventually got to about eight percent of the intensity of a normal Devil's Cove day. It was alright for a change of pace, but I am damn sure not a convert.
Sitting in the middle of Lake Austin figuring out what to do
Mr. Rodgers looking guilty while Keeley shows us the guns
Some of the gang in what Lake Austin refers to as "The Cove"
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