Toot-toot!

I started sailing lessons a few weeks ago. I'm so excited to be learning a new sport that has been on my life list for a looooong time. It is SO much fun!!! The weather is beautiful out these days, not too hot, not too cold, not too humid - just right.

Anyhoo, here are some pics from last week's lessons.


Rory falling out of the boat - we had to practice capsizing so we know what to do when we inevitably do so.



You have to get over the ropes and swim behind the boat, then put your weight on the dagger board to flip the boat upright - which is what Rory was just about to do.



Then you oh so ungracefully yank yourself back into the boat with out capsizing it the other way- as I demonstrate here.



Ta-da!



Simon (our friend and instructor) gives us a briefing on how to use the 'fun boats'.



And we're off!


Between the 5 of us we only had a few minor collisions, and an incident where an ass-tard jet skier decided to tow another jet ski right in front of me and Rory - and then yells at me to "stop my boat". What an ass monkey.


Such a pleasant way to spend a beautiful afternoon!

In the middle of the woods I heard a cow moo. I wondered, is this term technical or slang? Do cows really moo? A horse, for instance, whinnys. We don't say it 'eeehehehehehe's'. A dog barks, we don't say it 'woofs'. So does a cow 'moo'?

So the mystery train of adventure lead us south. I didn't know where we were going, but we got a little lost on the way. It was a brilliant mistake, because there was a pile of crap at the end of someone's driveway with a FREE sign. I scored two retro chairs. Carey and I found a box of things, we don't really know what they are. A box of pop tops with little corks inside. I dunno, but we took them because they were interesting.

So, finally on the right path, we end up at the Griffin Sculpture Park. It was amazing and I had no idea this place existed! Yes, it was raining, but I believe this made things more ideal. It was so serene. We were alone with the sounds of frogs, birds and rainfall. The fog gave the place a dream like feel, leaving me wondering if I had even really been there at all. I have no idea how far we hiked, but I'm pooped. We polished the day off with a feast in the field that Carey packed in a cooler. Thanks again, it was a perfect day. Without further ado.....


carey put her poncho on backwards and asks me
'what am i doing wrong here?'


need assistance? this wooded parking space is for you.










holy shit i found pappa smurf!




would you like some wheatables?


at the tippy top...


... of this castle








who looks more like the sculpture?


(e:Theecarey)


(e:Ladycroft)