Slow Boat

We had guests on the boat Friday: the first mate's parents, visiting from Massachusetts.  We travelled from Winthrop Harbor to Waukegan over clear blue water glittering in the sunlight.  Our passengers had the complete SlowBoatin' experience:  They gamely applied multiple layers of sunscreen, donned their lifejackets, got waked by big powerboats, and got out on deck where they bravely got gongoozled.

It was an occasion to reflect that, back when I was six years old, my parents bought their first--and only--boat, a wood-and-canvas canoe.  Maybe we can convince Dad to guest blog and tell the story.

 (P.S. It's blog catch-up day, so there's another post below)