Congrats.Love the open water.
Its funny how things go, this was my great grandpa's land that was handed down and split up between his kids, my grandma handed down her piece to her kids my mom wanted nothing to with it or pay taxes for it and since I am the only child on her side as soon and she received it she handed it over to me. I bought out my aunt so my kids could be handed down an equal amount of land when I pass. Any ways the open water as you guys say was a lake my grandpa built, he was a heavy machine operator before he left for the oil fields he worked for a local guy, I cant remember how many hours he had to put in on that guys farm extra after a days work to borrow the dozer to make that lake but he did so my great grandpa could have a small lake on the place for the cattle and he could seperate fields to rotate. After he built that lake and it filled up my grandma's brother lived in the city he wanted an escape for the weekends so he bought and hauled in the fish to stock it, channel cats, bass, bluegill and crappie.
I never knew my grandpa he lived in New mexico and died at a really early age for me I didnt get to see him but a hand full of times that i have no memory of but a hand full of pictures. But me and my kids are still enjoying something he built, decades later kind of a full circle moment.
I have spent numerous of hours on this lake it started out at about 3 to 5 acres guessing from what i remember as a kid and over the years of drought and growth has made it much smaller, probably wouldnt classify it as a lake anymore. But some of my favorite memories are going with my great grandpa in his caddy through the field to throw out dog food to feed and watch the catfish roll.
Next time we go I need to sit the kids down and give a history lesson on who, how and why it was built.