Weekend Update

A long time in the works, you never thought it would happen, yet here it is. A blog post that isn't about biking! Well unless you count the fact that I am talking about not talking about biking.

Over the weekend Ky and I packed up Boatie, grabbed some friends and headed out to what has to be one of the most beautiful lakes in the Northwest. Yes that is a huge claim, there are a lot of beautiful lakes up here, but Detroit Lake is pretty incredible. Located up high on the Santiam River, at the foot of Mt Jefferson, the water is crystal and the views are breath taking.

On a beautiful summer weekend with temps in the mid eighties and the shrinkage factor of the water was set to minimal, the lake had somewhat of a party atmosphere. Boats and jet skis were crusin, fish were jumping, children were screaming, music was blasting, oregon was alive.

While it was a great break from the daily grind, it was not without a hitch. Friday afternoon traffic was murder and speaking of murder there are several children fortunate to be alive this Munday morning. While vibing out on the dock Ky was invited by screaming children to play life guard, she declined and the children continued to scream and run around her until she cracked. At this point I was notified that if I didn't come pick her up with the boat in the next 5 minutes, there would be murders. I was quick to respond and return to the dock, thanks to idiot parents, the children were swimming in the docking area and I was forced to try and turn my boat around in shallow water with a bad cross wind.

Guess what, I ran my stern drive into the ground. Not too much damage, just a really ugly looking propeller. Boatie tells me that she is not exactly happy and to punish me, her gas gauge is now malfunctioning. With a malfunctioning gas gauge we ran out of gas in the middle of the lake the next morning. Fortunately a fellow boater towed us back to shore (giving us a very evil sounding laugh while doing so), everything turned out fine.

Aside from some heavy traffic due to construction in Wilsonville, nothing exciting on the way home. Kona was pleased to see us and his house/dog sitter seemed to be at ease. Although he was drinking a beer and he quickly got in his car and left once we returned, maybe we need to ask Kona some questions.

Good Times!