We drove up to the Naylor’s lakehouse yesterday for an afternoon of sailing. The winds were a little on the light side, but steady for most of the day. We took the opportunity to sail as far west as we can: to the old Seaboard Air Line railroad trestle over the lake. There we got stuck in the shallow water, not having a chart (nor an accurate depth sounder). A few gentle pushes later and we were headed east again. The wind had died down a bit for the trip home and we had invested a lot of time just getting west. Thus, we cranked up the outboard for most of the trip back.
The kids were exceptionally great this time out. No squabbles at all. Kelly got in some good time at the helm, too.
We visited with the Naylors, too, and delivered a gift to them. I think they like it! It was strange seeing their yard without the huge oak tree, too. They had it cut down this week as the lightning damage it had sustained had basically killed it. Ralph counted rings and determined that grand old oak had stood there since 1893. On the bright side, they now have a better view of the lake!