Dreamt that our trail took us past Stony Lake. The water was crystal clear and the bottom had no mud or muck, just large colorful stones. My friend had promised himself that he would one day swim the entire length of the lake and asked me to join him. As we swam the lake got narrower and narrower. At a certain point it became a river, then a small stream, and finally the water disappeared and we walked uphill on a path of colorful stones, which in turn disappeared under the deck of someone’s house. As we approached the house, we saw the residents come up the driveway and we hid, hoping they hadn’t seen us.