A Three Hour Tour.....

After such a lovely day biking and docking - see previous post - how 'bout a little boat tour?

....after dinner....

Beautiful. Load up the self-hydraters and the crew and let's go. No sun tan lotion required.

This was the second attempt to tackle the lake. Yesterday the battery was dead. God's telling us something.

Went and got the spare battery. Also dead. Theme emerging.

Went to neighbors and got spare battery from his boat. Any guesses? Dade. All dade. Dade, dade, dade.

Did that stop us? No, no no. Charge em all up and the first non-dade one wins.

Soooo....nothing finer than out in the boat with an undead battery, in the dark with just a hint of gale brewing.

My memory was drawn back to last year when we attempted a similar excursion.

[See "Omen?" for a refresher.]

This episode was running in an endless loop through my loopy brain.

Looks like one other member of the crew has the same memory.

What was that noise?

Was that thunder? One crew member really likes thunder.


The voice of reason came over to make her feelings known.


What was that over there?

Is that Davey Jones locker rising from the deep?

Another visit from the only sane crew member.

Well just a few more spots to check out.

Okay, no harm done. Home - all safely accounted for.