Sh#t, that’s my boat!

Henry, Ruby and I had Emotional Rescue III at full throttle as we headed in tonight after checking the crab pots (3 keepers). We were a little late. Kristine was awaiting our arrival so she could serve home made pizza. I hurried off the boat, wanting to quickly clean the crab before dinner. I was immediately distracted by a swarm of bees who were extra attracted to my crab-bait-juice-soaked clothes. As I finished cleaning the last crab, I noticed a driverless boat floating in the middle of Mud Bay. Hmm, I thought, that’s stran… shit, that’s my boat! I set the crab down, grabbed a paddle, ran to the beach and jumped into the kayak to go rescue the Rescue. What a way to start a Friday night. ER III is now safe on shore.

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This has been a busy, yet pretty awesome week on Lopez. Last night, the Fry Family Quartet took the boat out to check the crab pots on the first day of the 2015 crabbing season (3 keepers). We took the boat to the end of the bay to take our friend, Steve, out to check his pots (2 keepers, but it’s not a competition).

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Steve and his partner, Renee, invited us to stay for a surf-and-turf, all-Lopez dinner, including the five Dungeness crab we had collectively caught. We had a lovely time and enjoyed every last minute of sunlight as the four of us idled home in Emotional Rescue III – long after the sun had set over Mud Bay. Sure beats a drive home in the minivan. Or a late night subway ride.

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Hopefully the fun will continue through the weekend. Grandpa Mustache and Grandma White Wine arrive tomorrow.

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Every year the Lopez Island community puts on a parade for the 4th of July. For the past several years, the kids’ baseball team has had their own float – in the form of a flat bed trailer towed behind a dump truck. As I was dropping Henry and Ruby off at the beginning of the parade route, I heard the driver, Jeremiah, giving the kids instructions on how to hold on in order to avoid being run over. It was then that I decided to be a float chaperone.

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That also made me, by default, candy policeman – in charge of regulating the amount of candy the kids tossed to spectators as the dump truck made its way along the parade route. Every year, the candy runs out before the float gets to the judges table. This year was no exception. But it was a hell of a lot of fun. As we got off the flat bed trailer at the end of the parade route, Ruby pulled 3 pieces of candy or of her pocket that she had apparently saved for herself. Parade judges be damned.

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Jim and Mary Kay are on Lopez currently. This is their first visit to Fry Lodge Mud Bay, and they are enjoying themselves thoroughly. We had an excellent 4th of July, topped off by a spectacular fireworks display in Fisherman Bay. In between naps, we’ve played a few games of washers. Good times.

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