Four brave souls took a three-day-turned-out-to-be-four-day trip on the mighty Lucky Day last week.
We loaded up the bikes and headed out on the waterway.
Started from
Not To Be On The Cover Of Vogue Any Time Soon
Sorry buddy.
Or an alternate title; "Ahhhhh......"
The trip across to NOTL was deluxe; sun, sounds and some suds.
But we had to postpone our trip back by a day due to driving rain.
We came across a sad, young Amish girl and gave her shelter.
This made her happy.
Eight Feet. Who's Driving?!
But on the trip back quite a bit of confusion ensued. 10-12 foot swells made us rethink our strategy. Ha ha, strategy.....
I'm not driving. You drive. Somebody's gotta drive.
Finally the spunky, little Amish girl took over and saved the day.
But here we are - alive and ready to try another harebrained adventure.
3 comments:
Thanks goodness for that l'il Aumish girl!! Got to write a song 'bout that.
Ah yes, our leedle Amish girl. Cute as a button and good at navigation too. Perhaps, Private Arnotti could take a lesson. Ashbridges Bay is in the Toronto beaches. We departed from the french side of Pickering or Frenchman's Bay. Small detail but perhaps, that is why Privates remain uhh private?
nice shot Fins.
hope yer aches are behind you now.
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