The Fourth of July, Deb and I sat on our deck watching the fireworks that were going off five miles away at the Miller Complex in town. Sipping our favorite drinks, discussing what time in the morning we'd start our four day adventure and the main topic of conversation, how many suitcases Deb would be bringing. It wouldn't have been a problem about the amount of luggage she thinks we need, but since we can't seem to stop the wind noise the straps make holding the kayak down on the top of the Jeep it now rides inside of the Jeep. We've tried everything, twisting the damn straps, putting padding under the bow and stern, EVERYTHING WE COULD THINK OF, but the noise was so bad, people passing us would look over, laugh and cover their ears.
What made it even worse was that I fell asleep on the way home despite the noise the last time we took the kayak to the river, and that made Deb CRAZY. So, until a metal rack for the roof is located and we're guaranteed no noise will be heard, the kayak goes in the back.
Thursday-7/5/07 Day One: Steve and Stacey were also going to Mark and Libby's cabin on the Manistee River, so it was only natural that our first stop be Cadillac. We hadn't been there more than five minutes before Debbie and Stacey had a drink in hand, leaving me, bad back and all to unload the Jeep. Thank goodness I arranged the car and knew what was going in on 'Day One'. Steve and the girls arrived and we partied until Deb told me it was time to go to bed. Friday - 7/6/07 Day Two:
Steve wanted to take his boat out in the morning and when I awoke around ninish, he had the boat ready to go and was waiting for me, a first. After a quick fill up of gas, we arrived at Lake Cadillac and Steve put the boat in the water for the first time this calender year. I 
stood on the dock as Purr began to prime the 125 hp power house that propels his 17 1/2 foot Four Winds to neck break speeds and turn the key. Something was wrong, i
t didn't sound right. He tried again and decided to throw a charge to it. Again, nothing. What to do? Think damn it, Think. After a few minutes, Steve returned with the car/trailer and we headed to the battery shop for a new battery ($70). 
With the boat back in the water, we enjoyed about an hour of boating until the engine suddenly slowed down and we turned around once more and headed in. Headed in that is to O'Neal's Service to get the engine checked out. Once Mr. O'Neal greeted Steve 
with a hearty handshake and smile, he said it may be the oil pump and the engine would have to be pulled to check it out. Steve mumbled something about raising his clients fees to pay this guy, but at least the boat would be fixed. We were on our way back home, Steve feeling a little better after a rough morning and saying "What the Fock else can happen to me today?" when he received a call that Jamie was in a little fender bender in downtown Cadillac. Off to the scene of the accident we drove. Nothing much happened, Jamie backed into a truck and no one was injured. Well, I guess if you call Steve somewhat losing his mind, injured. After numerous lectures about drivers safety, we headed to Fife Lake, Michigan and the Manistee River to hook up with Mark and Libby for a little partying and 'ca-brewing'.
stood on the dock as Purr began to prime the 125 hp power house that propels his 17 1/2 foot Four Winds to neck break speeds and turn the key. Something was wrong, i
t didn't sound right. He tried again and decided to throw a charge to it. Again, nothing. What to do? Think damn it, Think. After a few minutes, Steve returned with the car/trailer and we headed to the battery shop for a new battery ($70). 
With the boat back in the water, we enjoyed about an hour of boating until the engine suddenly slowed down and we turned around once more and headed in. Headed in that is to O'Neal's Service to get the engine checked out. Once Mr. O'Neal greeted Steve 
with a hearty handshake and smile, he said it may be the oil pump and the engine would have to be pulled to check it out. Steve mumbled something about raising his clients fees to pay this guy, but at least the boat would be fixed. We were on our way back home, Steve feeling a little better after a rough morning and saying "What the Fock else can happen to me today?" when he received a call that Jamie was in a little fender bender in downtown Cadillac. Off to the scene of the accident we drove. Nothing much happened, Jamie backed into a truck and no one was injured. Well, I guess if you call Steve somewhat losing his mind, injured. After numerous lectures about drivers safety, we headed to Fife Lake, Michigan and the Manistee River to hook up with Mark and Libby for a little partying and 'ca-brewing'.Day two will continue tomorrow,
I'm tired.
2 comments:
POOR Steve! Sounds like a helluva morning!
Great photos!! Looks like you had a great time.
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