There were never any waterslides at the campsites my father used to take me to. Maybe just an ice cold lake that he would have to bribe us into getting in. Lucy and the other kids managed to get in this pool 3 times in our 12 hour stay! I don't know all of the hydro-dynamics of it all, but the pool was somehow connected to the nearby river, with cool water (warm in comparison to the Montana mountain lakes) running in. I tested out the slide myself. FUN! (Until they discovered the huge stinging centipede on the side of the pool that is.)
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