The crisp morning air fills your lungs as you walk out onto the dock, your hands cupped around the morning’s first steaming cup of coffee. The rising sun dances off the lake, filling your view with hundreds of golden, starlike sparkles. All is calm & quiet, and for a moment you feel as though you have the world to yourself.
You stop walking. This is it. This is what people describe when they boast about Lake Murray. It’s not something that can be articulated or explained with words. You have to feel it for yourself. And when you do, you’ll never let it go.