I'm still pretty amused about burning that wicker man where we did. And some crazy woad warrior trying to use a boat hook to spear an imaginary fish and losing it someplace.
I still don't know what possessed him to do that. But then again, I drank too much and my memory is hazy. That evening made me reconsider my own drinking habits.
Edited Tue Oct 16 2007, 05:01am
Yes, well as Mosh will tell you, tying up the manfrog in her slip is mighty difficult without that boathook. So we just got back from the island and made the slip in the second try. Mosh clipped the bowlines in, without a boathook I had to step out onto the stern pontoon ends. They're kinda slippery. And the bottom of the marina is about 12 inches of oily sludge from leaking boat motors.
You can picture it. It wasn't fun. No siree, not fun at all.
Pity I'm an idiot and forgot I had a mechanic's box under all that shit in the back seat. We actually COULD have sailed that day. And there was good wind, too
I can't get anyone to sail with me. I guess I scare people when I grab too much wind and the mast rides at 45 degrees to the water...
