Lots has happened since the last entry, but lately things have been in the slow mode. Weather has been unusually cool and windy, but still better than back home!
We've done little fishing on our own, although our friend Win did take us out once to show us the "hot spots" and nothing was hot that day, tho I did have a big one get away. Apparently you have to jump to the bow and "pull up and reel down" (and my balance and bi-focals are "iffy"). I've had none of this type of fishing from my paddle boat back home. Oh well, the line broke and it wasn't meant to be, probably a shark anyway.
Homer has had a couple of great plane rides with Dave Cook--our friend from Colorado who is helping build the airplane across the canal. Everything looks so beautiful and clear from the sky, just amazing!
Glenna and Dave's Plane.
Picnic Island above. Folks like to party and it has one of the few beaches around.
The Paddle Wheeler has seen better days. I think she's there permanently, as she hasn't moved in ages.
Through connections of Dave, we were able to tour the Fat Albert control room and staging area. It looks like the Blimp will be staying in service after all! Thank goodness, it's such a part of the Keys. Fat Albert is held down by a cable that's less than an inch thick which is strong enough to survive an airplane hit. Unfortunately, this has happened.
Perspective of the above pic. makes the cable look much bigger. :-)
North is sooooo hard for me to figure out around here. Normally, I'm good with directions, but not here -- as the north/south road is usually east/west!
John and Julie Maring visited for a few days, and we did the usual tourist "stuff." We suggested they stay a day longer and then could overlap with my sister and brother-in-law as they hadn't seen each other in years. We had a great time and I had more reasons to go off my diet.
Then while Nancy (third from the left) was visiting, we got together at Boondocks with the Cougar's Group. I believe we ended up with 17 that night (3 tables' worth). I was the youngest until Hilda's daughter came along later. The oldest in the group is 85. Who said old people can't have fun? We might not remember it tho and have to do it all over again and again! :-)
Our friend John from downstairs is pretty much a self-taught musician and we have followed him to a couple of open mic(rophone) nights. He is very good and I admire his lifestyle. He once lived on a boat for 22 years and also has a place in Wisconsin. He's following his dream and doing very well at it.
At the Looe Key Tiki Hut
Yesterday Homer's first-born daughter Jean had her 50th birthday and she thought we were old when we turned 50. HA! Also, my son Nick has the same birthday and turned 36. What are the odds that both our first-borns would have the same birthday, one in 365? :-)
I clearly remember turning 36. I took the kids to Cedar Point and had my caricature drawn with a birthday candle in it. Wowser, then I don't remember any until my 40th.
Homer's brother Jerry and sister-in-law Libby will be coming next week and that will pretty much take us through to the "time to clean and pack for home" phase. If I don't update during then, I'll try to do it along the road.
Have a Blessed and Safe Easter!
