Swimming in "the crick"

You say creek, I say crick. Sara and I both say lots of memories. The satisfactorily named Rusty Bridge is closed to vehicles and pedestrian traffic, but you can still get underneath and swim with the leeches. My kids enjoyed swimming in the current, something they don't feel much in the pool. Max enjoyed repeatedly dunking himself in the water, then thrashing about like a drowning victim. Esme, I think she was trying to blow water out of her nose like a seal.