So where was I?
The purpose of the trip was an early birthday celebration for Junior (white shorts). His actual birthday is next month, but September is the worst of the hurricane season, so we did the "boys in the Gulf" celebration now.
The knuckleheads didn't waste any time once they got there. A few minutes after we arrived, they were wrestling and leaping crazily into the water. This top deck is about 6 feet above high tide water level. At high tide you jump into about 8 feet of water and at low tide there's only a couple of feet.
The water was spectacularly clear and green. Besides being excellent for leaping in to, the clear water was also super for snorkeling and fish watching.
We fished some too.
One of the neat things (there are many) about being out at camp is that it reduces life to the fundamentals. Not totally of course, or we would have had no time for fun. Still, when you are at camp, you only have the food, water, and ice you brought with you. There is no A/C, no internet, no water heaters ... showers are cold and very, very short. Rinse - turn off the water- soap up- turn on the water.
Waste freshwater out there and see how fast you catch hell.
Anything you forgot ... you do without.
It's good for teenagers to experience this, I think.
...and when a storm comes, you batten down the hatches and endure it. The one above came Monday night. At the time, when it finally passed and the lightning subsided, we thought that was about as bad as we would ever see out at camp.
We were wrong.
The real monster came Tuesday night ...
... I'll share that with you tomorrow.