Monday morning, loaded up Dad and headed to Lake Shasta to spend the day on the Oregon brother & sis-in-law's houseboat. Another BIL & SIL where staying with them, so plenty of help with Dad.
The BILs met us at the marina and away we went to a beautiful cove they had tied up the houseboat in.
It has been awhile since I've been on the lake when it was this high. There weren't many other boats in the area, and the water was perfect.
While the guys got the poles rigged, I slathered Dad in sunscreen and had him cinch down his lucky fish'n hat. I really need to find a new feather for his hat, cause the mangy look'n goose feather it has does not befit a fisherman of Dad's caliber.
Away they went to fish the day away. All my BIL's are super about taking Dad fishing, they like having him along. He has stories.
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two of my six SILs |
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While the guys where fishing, my SILs and I put together the makings for an early dinner, filled our wine glasses, blew up the floats, and hit the water. None of us are as young as we used to be... I got catywampus on the boat ladder, and had to swim for my float, didn't spill a drop of wine. Getting on the float in open water, holding a glass of wine was a tiny bit dicey, berserker skills were called into play. No wine was lost, and we spent most of the day floating around the wine cooler, laughing and telling stories about, well never mind...
I got a tad sunburned, but I'm old enough to know better, so no excuses.
The guys came in for dinner. Dad was a little tired, but in good spirits as he had caught fish!
After a great dinner of BBQ'd tri-tip, salad, tomatoes, & sweet corn, and a few tall tales, we hugged goodbyes. The guys took us back to the marina, helped me load up Dad, and we were on our way home.
It was a perfect day on the water, with family.
Today, I'm taking Dad to Sunday breakfast at the airport cafe so we can eat pancakes and drool over planes.