Thunder, lightning and rain for wakeup coffee on Grampa’s deck. One stroke so close that I became even more bald. Imagine!
But, of course, most of summer’s memories are, fortunately, like this one.
Last Sunday there was the annual Omelette Breakfast served by the kids. This is always followed by races of the kids’ boats with their mothers at the helm, followed by a fathers’ race. The parents usually overflow the kid-sized Opti Prams. It always makes me think of that man from Boston who had a little Austin….
A week ago we hosted the annual Downbay Regatta in which boats from several clubs along the Jersey shore come down here to compete. Here’s a Little Egg E-sloop, LE37, approaching the mark to turn. Granddaughter Gretchen seen here giving me the Hi was crewing for the owner and lovin’ it.