I remember laying there in the dark talking with the guys, when I wondered out loud, "wouldn't it be cool if we took the girls' swim stuff, tied it in a long rope, and strung it between the roof of that shelter out there and the light post?" It wasn't ten seconds before the guys were out the door.
The prank was fantastic. One of our guys (that I was sure could handle it) climbed on the roof of the shelter and taped the "rope" along the entire length of the roof. Two of the girls had their own life jackets. They made up the ends of our "rope". We sent the tallest guy (happened to be a counselor) up the tallest step ladder we could find positioned on top of a picnic table. He fastened the life jacket about 17 feet up the light pole. It looked like this.
I was sure to wake up early. I crouched behind my car and watched the girls jump to try to reach their stuff. They weren't within five feet of the lowest point. That was one of the most joyful small-scale moments of my life. Kind of sick isn't it?
Getting to the point...