It was heaven. It was peaceful and quiet. The weather was perfect. The new friends were an easy lot to hang with; anyone would love them. (by the way, can anyone tell me if that's an appropriate use of a semi-colon?) Funny, great stories and willing to climb the Big Sandhills (Yes, there was an actual sign at the bottom of, well, 2 big sandhills that said just that.) for the view at the top. Hopefully I'll get some pics from T so you can see what we all accomplished and why it was competely worth it.
From the pics you'll see that the boat was a real beauty. She is a source of true joy for big T. (He is the one with the beard and little T is his son. We'll call cute wife friend, Sweet D.) For at least 5 months of the year she, the boat, a 42 foot, 10 ton cruiser/racer, is consistently his companion for the weekends. They race, sometimes up to 40 hours a go. That's like a marathon. Sweet D says it didn't bother her a bit to take on a second wife. She keeps him relaxed and healthy and gets him out of the way, hee hee. O.K. she didn't say exactly those words but she is remarkably easy going about Big T's boat obsession. Little T knows his way around the ropes but prefers the kind that take you up a very large rock!!
I think we all agreed that it was a special day. One of the highlights was the sting ray show! When we went ashore we passed ray after ray resting on the ocean floor. Most would explode up and out of the sand in a huge hurry to disappear but occasionally one would remain dug in while we passed just a foot or two above him. I loved watching them swim under the dingy. They were beautiful. Seriously, it was a wonderful experience.
So thank you to our thoughtful friends for taking the time for and thinking to invite us along for the ride of a lifetime!
