Where's a Swim Suit when You Need One (or Four)?

Had we known about this swimmin' hole in advance we would have brought suits. I wouldn't have minded putting on my own personal wet t-shirt contest, but the remaining two hours I would have had to spend in my wet shorts would no doubt leave this hormonal gal with a yeast infection. And DH did not swim in his shorts because, um, what was your excuse DH?


Cool mountain waters or toxic, highly polluted stream? Given the odd, two-tone look of my legs, I'd say the latter.