Mothers, sons, hamburgers

Wednesday, March 11th, Manatee River

After a bike trip to the post office, we were off in the ditch again. Carole had to send out some post cards to some of our friends (mothers) who don’t do computers. We only had one bridge to deal with today and we had perfect timing to miss the opening so we had to “stool” around for 28 minutes until the next opening. They were working on the bridge and could only open one side. After we cleared, it took them 15 minutes to get it to go back down. Now there were some hacked of islanders waiting to get somewhere. It was a pretty boring along this section. You parallel the Skyway Bridge for several miles, right outside the markers you can see sand about 6” deep. We make our bump on the bottom (is there no deep water anywhere here?) and head to the Bradenton Yacht Club to meet Mike. It takes Mike about 3 minutes to figure out what is wrong with the stove and about 3 more minutes to fix it. We throw the dock lines on board and head back out in the river to anchor under a full moon.

We are looking forward to cheeseburgers off the grill and baked beans. There is one thing I have never understood about mothers and partially sons. You can’t leave your moms house without some food. So in the age-old tradition when Michael left on Sunday he had our cooler (thanks for mailing it back Sonya) with food. Well Michael, I hope you enjoyed your stir-fry hamburgers because baked chicken didn’t quite hit the spot. May next time Carole will look at what she is sending home with the boys.

Anyway, it was a beautiful full moon, with Johnny Mathis on the stereo. You don’t need any more details.