The good ship sailed to Fossil Bay and last night we had a wonderful campfire holed up in Moose Bay again. Chuck said he would play background music on his accordion. Only Chuck would make background music background music. Chuck walked about two hundred yards down the beach an played as he sang. It was a nice tough. The Commander reported this morning that the camp fire was one of the best in a long time. It was a perfect evening in every sense. Liz and Bob joined us when they came into the bay on Windswept. Wink is brewing the coffee, and the sun is shining. After a morning cackle session, and a breakfast cookie or two the fleet will head back to port. Omar, if you are reading this perhaps we will stop by the good ship where Omar the sage resides.
The geese worked late last night and it was nice to see them come home from the office landing after dark. The Beaver also made a few rounds. The moose has left tracks but has refused to show his face. The night was silent and even this morning things are so quiet and peaceful. Sadly this was not the case early in the evening. A simple minded dinger was plowing the lake with his noise boat. The dinger was one of those special idiots that are impressed by making a loud noise. What kind of mind spends tens of thousands of dollars to buy a noisy boat and irritate people for miles? Apparently idiots have a mating call. Female idiots must respond to any loud device, be it a motorcycle, a car, a jacked up pick up truck or whatever. Well god is in heaven deciding what sports teams will win this week, and who will get cancer, so all is right with the world on a wonderful morning in Moose Bay.
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