AHHHH Boating

Before I was slammed at work this week, I spent the weekend boating. Boating is THE Terrett family past-time. We have endless stories of trekking through the hills of MI, KY and TN in the woody wagon with the ’78 yellow sea ray in tow.

Each story is defined by either the boat or the car breaking down. “Remember the time the boat would only go in reverse?” or “Remember the time we couldn’t figure out what was wrong because moms seat was on the gas line” or “Remember the time we had to turn the heat on in the car so it didn’t overheat in the middle of summer?”

As often as we were speeding across the lake, we were stranded at the dock as Padre worked on the engine of Mellow Yellow. The distance traveled and the weight of the boat about killed the Dasonmobile, the woody station wagon. This is how we fondly remember our family vacations—always an adventure.

Recently Padre made probably the last big investment into Mellow Yellow. She’s now working great. So Husband, Momma T, Padre and I left Friday night for a weekend in KY on the lake.

It was my suggestion to camp, mostly trying to save a couple dollars. Always up for an adventure and saving money, the rents agreed to rough it. Mind you roughing it includes electricity, running water and a bathhouse.

Mom and Dad beat us down to the site and had everything set up. It was great. We sat around the fire and caught up.



We woke up on Saturday to a very gray sky. We launch the boat and she started without hesitation. That gray sky hung around long enough to dupe us into not applying sunscreen. We swam, we drove, we swam some more. Although the boat was still recovering from the work she had done, I was able to ski. And at the end of the day, everyone had a sunburn.



We came back to the campsite and made some delicious, but lethal bloody mary’s. We were pretty toasted by the time we ate dinner. It was a good night!

Sunday started the same, gray sky and some drizzle but it didn’t deter us. Again after a couple hours, the sun emerged. The beautiful day made it very difficult to pack up and leave.

We left Momma T and Padre in KY to play with Meg for a couple more days.

I do love to travel but will never give up the vacations that exist only a couple hours away. Can’t wait to go back.