For father’s day, we went to the lake and rented a pontoon boat. A good time was had by all.
About half an hour out, I decided to join my dad in the front of the boat – against the explicit instructions in the safety lecture. Under our combined weight, the nose of the boat sank quite a few inches under the water. I quickly went back to where I was supposed to be, and we started floating again. S. said, “Good reaction in a time of crisis!” I replied, “I just saw the water and was like, I’m getting the hell out of here!”
Overall, a beautiful day.
Here is the whole set of photos. Other trip highlights, not pictured – we saw a million herons, a few vultures, and maybe an eagle. I think a total of three puny fish were caught and released.