In the Keys it is a tradition to blow your shell horn at the exact time the sun disappears into the water. Well, it doesn't really, but it looks that way. Everyone gathers on the decks of their boats, and at the exact moment, the horns all sound off. It's pretty cool, but I guess you would have to be here to appreciate it.
Today we went to the Dockside Bar and Grill for their once a month pig roast with two other couples from the Marina. The pig was good and the company was great. After the pig roast we put Half Note in the water and checked out the harbor.
Tomorrow a few of us are going fishing. One of the guys came back with a bunch of snapper and promised to show us the hot spot tomorrow. Fish for dinner tomorrow night. (I hope)
September Song (off to the fishing hole tomorrow) out
Bob
A visitor to our slip
Today we went to the Dockside Bar and Grill for their once a month pig roast with two other couples from the Marina. The pig was good and the company was great. After the pig roast we put Half Note in the water and checked out the harbor.
Tomorrow a few of us are going fishing. One of the guys came back with a bunch of snapper and promised to show us the hot spot tomorrow. Fish for dinner tomorrow night. (I hope)
September Song (off to the fishing hole tomorrow) out
Bob
A visitor to our slip
We pigged out on the pig roast
That will be me tomorrow
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