For Father's Day, Mrs Hotel deemed it right that we go to Evergreen Lake and try out the (old) new canoe. I've never been one for canoeing on lakes, but I figured we'd give it a go. At the worst, we'd be able to turn around and cut our trip short, should the Oompa-Loompas get out of hand. We arrived early and, believe it or not, I didn't forget anything. My dad used to load all of his gear the night before. I'm going to start doing that. I was rushing around like the proverbial headless chicken.
I don't think it is proper to name a canoe, is it? I know you're supposed to name boats, but it just doesn't seem right.
Geese with their new goslings.
Here she is, mounted on the old Suby. Notice no tie down on the front. The Suby's bumper is loose from where I hit a tree about four years ago. Makes tying it down a no-no. Didn't matter. It was fine. Next time, I'll probably shove 'er up a bit so it rides more evenly. Overall, not a bad day.
Items of Note: The first thing I noticed was that I need a canoe box. A box to store all stuff in. I'd say my stuff, but it is really about snacks and water bottles for the kids. Anyone have a good pattern I can borrow?
Next item: I need a good life vest. I borrowed the one picture from my brother-in-law. I like it. Any good suggestions on reasonably priced life vests?
Next item: Give youngest child a sedative before launching. He was a mad man and probably too young to be in the boat.
Last item: My middle son looked at me and asked if I brought his fishing pole? I told him he didn't own a fishing pole. He told me I needed to take corrective action A.S.A.P. The boy wants to fish!
Pax Domini Sit Semper Vobiscum,
Mike, Oscar, Hotel.....out.