photocredit: Clear Lake Pickleball BY: RACHEL WUMKES It might have a silly name, but that’s just part of what makes the sport of pickleball so great. The game was created with one agenda in mind: FUN! Whether you’re five, eighty-five, or somewhere in between, pickleball was designed to be easy to both learn and play. It...
BY: RACHEL WUMKES Beach days are the best days of summer. Your toes in the water, the sun shining down from a cloudless sky. It’s easy to cast your cares away and get lost in the simplicity of the moment, enjoying every ounce the beauty of Clear Lake has to offer. To ensure the utmost perfection for your day of...
BY: RACHEL WUMKES As if on cue each year, when the days begin to lengthen and the warmth of the sun kisses the Earth once again, something is energized within us. Suddenly, we have the urge to move our furniture and clean the floors beneath them. Drapes and rugs are thrown into the washing machine, removing the collection...
photocredit: movementclearlake.com BY: RACHEL WUMKES When you’re planning to spend a week at the Lake, the first thing you do is look into renting water equipment, right? Boat – check! Float Pad – check! Water toys – check, check! But did you know one of the most frequently asked questions by tourists who stop into the...
Image by Daniel Reche from Pixabay BY: RACHEL WUMKES I know you’ve seen the sign-up information. But you’re dragging your feet, right? Should I do it? Can I do it? Trust me, I know all the things flitting through your mind. The negativity or uncertainty that swirls around, preventing you from pulling the trigger and...
photocredit: Pinterest.com BY: RACHEL WUMKES It was about this time last year when our lives came to a screeching halt. All the planning and preparation was well underway to ensure a season of fun at the lake when the rug was pulled out from underneath us. Now, as the temperatures begin to rise, melting the dreaded snow...
Image by Comfreak from Pixabay BY: RACHEL WUMKES Even before my children were born, I read to them. As I sat in their bedroom, patiently waiting their arrival into the World, I paged through books, reading line after line. Little did I realize it was the first of thousands of times I’d read those very same books. Over...
