We were so
fortunate to enjoy spectacular weather over the holiday period, with several
uninterrupted days full of sunshine. Hearing about a restaurant sponsored treasure
hunt happening on Saturday on the three interconnected town lakes, I had signed
us up thinking it would be a novel endeavor.
We launched at the free boat ramp on the first
lake and made our way under the railroad and highway bridges, which with little
clearance for our heads, always gives me the heebie-jeebies. Soon after, we
turned off the engine, floated and had lunch while we awaited the one o’clock
meeting time.
At
one, we landed and I went up to get our instructions, along with various other
boaters, many in costumes (for which there would be prizes awarded) themselves
and their boats. I was amused as I watched from the deck to below as Marc tried
to fend off the “Let’s Get Hammered” pontoon from bashing into ours. There was
a total of 12 boats in the contest.
I
had misunderstood the premise of the thing, thinking the tokens we were to
collect were reached without having to get off the boat so we spent the first
hour and a half cruising without success. We finally learned that the tokens
were hidden on a board in public places, which in this case meant some of the
lake islands or the lakeside bar and grills. With other’s help, we finally
managed to obtain three out of six in our allotted 3.5 hours of searching. Oh
well, it was a beautiful day for cruising and joining in the joviality with the
other boaters.
Back
at the restaurant, we found that only two boats had obtained all six tokens so
they received the best prizes. We ended up getting a bag with some Mardi Gra
beads in it, now hanging in the RV as a remembrance of a truly fun day on the
water. We finished up by ordering a pizza which we ate on the boat as the sun
got lower in the sky.
The
next day was our 34th wedding anniversary and I had suggested to
Marc that we should celebrate with a dinner out on our own lake. It was another
clear, warm day and we hit the water around four, anchoring off the lake’s lone
island to shelter from the wind, set up and lit the BBQ to start the huge sweet
onion to cooking. Later would come a steak and fresh farmer’s market corn. The
sun was so low in the sky, we ended up hanging a blanket to give us some shade
relief as we celebrated with a bottle of Korbel Brut. It was a unique and
enjoyable way for us to celebrate.
Coming
back in I got a gorgeous picture of our property from the water. This knob hill
is the dry portion of our property. So gorgeous!
Holiday play
time is over; it’s on with the show. The concrete contractor got the shop slab
poured and Marc continues to work on gate posts and gate. The lumber package
and roof trusses for the shop should arrive around the 19th of the
month, which will be the next big thing to occur.
(In case you're wondering about those poles, they have to do with our water system. The orange pipe is the water outlet from the well head about 20 feet away. The other will go to our pressure tanks and water conditioner system. All will be enclosed in a small insulated room with everything easily draining back in winter so no pipes are left with any water to freeze if we go away and it makes it very convenient to winterize if we come and go.)
