A local swimming hole.
Memorial at the cliff.
Poke. Number one lunch.
Thanks to Heidi’s cousin (thanks Scott!), we spent a couple of hours on the water for Friday’s “beer-sailing-race”. I’m not a sailor so I soon learned that beer was the least important part… hanging on, ‘tacking’, not falling in, and taking photos so does not work with a beer in hand.
We are actually helping here.
That boat is sideways but we are also sideways.
Heading back against the wind.
I liked the different sails… pink and one with a lady.
Wow. We worked hard (we didn’t). Time for the ‘beer’ portion to kick in.
What can top this?