My sweet husband was home after running errands all morning. Trying not to sound to excited, he casually asked, "Do you feel like taking the boat out or ... go bike riding or something .. ?". (I know boating is his first choice and will always be so long as summer is around.)
It was such a gorgeous afternoon and of course I couldn't resist. The thought of laying on the bow, soaking in some sun made me feel better already. In less than an hour we were out on the lake and beached up at Sandy Cove.
I backed the boat down at the launch ramp. It was my first time (I've only backed the trailer prior to this day) and I think I'm getting the hang of it! I was so thrilled knowing that the launching-boat-trailer genes are just not exclusively inherent in men.
There wasn't a lot of action going on at Sandy Cove. Just how we like it. It was quiet, serene and besides two or three other boats at the cove, we were alone to enjoy our secluded afternoon together.
Right where we stood, some small fishes had gathered to rest under the shade created by our boat. Later, John took the boat for a run, alone, so I can take a video of him speeding by. The water was perfect and he could've surpassed 100 m.p.h. but didn't want to push it. Besides, I still needed a way to get back to the docs ;)
After several hours, it was time to head back to the marina. We could've spent an entire day on the lake anytime we are out but prefer not to pull the boat out of the water too late in the evening. I tell ya -- I am getting really good with backing down the trailer. This time, I put that baby right between two people who were launching and we were out of dock in less than two minutes.




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