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Family Weekend

"Men go back to the mountains, as they go back to sailing ships at sea, because in the mountains and on the sea they must face up." Henry David Thoreau

This weekend my brother Mike and his daughters Megan and Brittany came down from the mountains to go sailing on Felix. The weather cooperated and we had a great weekend of sailing, fishing, and buzzing about in the dinghy. With overcast skies and 10-15 knot breezes we headed out of Jackson Creek Saturday morning and sailed into the Bay on a beam reach. Early on we caught a small bluefish while trolling a piece of squid, and sailed back and forth for a couple of hours before anchoring to spend a while bottom fishing. Mistakenly, we anchored by some charter boats, thinking they knew where the fish were, and got skunked. The girls were naturals, and seemed to take right to this boating stuff like it's in their genes.


After returning to the dock and securing Felix back in her slip, we launched our inflatable with the 15 hp outboard and took a high speed tour of the local tributaries, an exciting contrast to the relaxed sailing. Afterwards Star and the girls went to the pool for a swim while Mike The Croaker Slayer and I went back out for another, more successful, attempt at dinner. This time we drifted back and forth across a ledge right outside the creek entrance and pulled in about 15 keeper croaker which we filleted up and Chef Star baked for another fabulous, gourmet dinner.


I think every one had a great time, and we're looking forward to the next time they can all come visit again, hopefully soon. The girls took most of the pictures and video this weekend, so when some of the good ones get emailed to me I'll update this and post them here.

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  1. We had a wonderful time and look forward to coming back.The food was excellent as was the company.Megan was glad she decided to come.Brittany had so much fun she had to sleep the whole way home.See you soon.

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