Lakeblogging

Ah yes, the first shakedown cruise of the spring. Belated this year to be certain, but no less anxious and rewarding. Anxiety in the sense that you wonder if the boat will self-imolate, sink, blow an engine, or simply not start when you get entirely too far away from shore. Rewarding when you make it back to K-town arrest free and indeed, the boat did not sink.

So yeah, we booze it on the lake...and yeah sometimes we aren't entirely safe out there. Now before any of the uptight league get their panties in a wad, it's not like we are speeding around at midnight pounding bourbon. Those days are over. For one thing, night boating should be leisurely and clandestine, and we are always waaaayyyy out of bourbon by those late hours.

The first cruise of spring is usually a small affair, held on a weeknight usually. A fine repast was prepared of kabobs and various side items. The specifics aren't really important when we take to the lake, mostly because of the haze and full-on blackouts that usually preclude memory.

Expect some posts on where to find cheap booze on the water, where to find parties, and other general information for the nautical drinker. Drinking games on the boat, blender drinks, tomfoolery, the occasional pistol or rifle report, bad attire, and tales of intrigue will abound.