It's been only a month since the boat's been on the hard. Forked
River is directly across the bay from Barnegat Inlet, then North
a touch. I haven't even winterized the head and pressure water
yet, and I'm already verklempt. The State Marina wants their
money for next summer though, and if it's not in by 12/31, we're
up Oyster Creek without a paddle. At least the water is warm
from the power plant there. Doh!
Winter is great. I love snow and skiing on top of it. I think I'm
more in my element then because I can deal with extreme cold
much easier than oppressive heat. But there's something about
Summer. I grew up around a lot of cousins who taught me how
to catch a crab in a net, how to seine for bait, how to dive off the
piling on the end of the catwalk, and how to get a hot dog on the
patio before they were all gone. Apparently in this photo I hadn't
learned that lesson yet. But there was plenty of time for that.
I can't wait for Summer.