Strung across Lake Austin are four telephone wires, one on top of the other. And dangling from them in a wide array of colors and sizes are dozens of pairs of sneakers. That's right. Whole pairs. Some of 'em not even worn out. Probably even more on the bottom of the lake from failed artistic attempts. Of course, you have to wonder how it got started. Was it part of a ritual, some hurling competition, or a jealous mate's expulsion of the tennis pro's shoes from under the bed? You cannot get there by common transportation. You must either hitch a ride on someone's speedboat or know the owners of the property nearby. You know - you have to know someone.
