Boneheads Maiden Voyage

Our maiden voyage of the Bonehead was a few weeks ago, but my camera has been broken and I had to take pics with my phone. Because I don't have a data plan, and don't intend to get one, I was not able to transfer the pictures I took until I got a data cord for my phone to computer. After much searching online, I found one on EBAY for about 6 bucks. 

I received my cord last Saturday and finally figured out how to transfer the pictures to my computer. I had to download the appropriate drivers and software...look up various forums from Verizon phone users on how to do this and after installing the missing registry items that the driver software said I needed to install in order to enable the cord to allow my computer to recognize my phone, I was finally able to transfer 

my pictures.

We had a lovely afternoon cruising the Indian River. Tried a little fishing and enjoying the water before the afternoon showers came up. No fish to speak of, but we'll try another day.

Our friend Matt who is very familiar with the local

waterways, was our tour guide for the shakedown cruise. He was instrumental in getting the boat water worthy. 

          

I know she may not look like much to most of you. But after living in Vegas for 16 years and being boatless all that time, she is Majesty of the Sea to me!

The Jackwagon has been in and out of the shop for the last 3 weeks, with transmission problems, so we have not bee able to pull the Bonehead. Too much of a pain in the ass to launch with the RV...so we'll be out there again when we get the car back...

A little bit of childhood gone but never forgotten...

OK, it's been awhile. I hope I can remember how to do this....


A childhood friend of ours (my brother and I) passed last week after a long illness. We brought the RV down to Lantana to go to his memorial. It was good to be able to get together with this family who was a big part of my growing up years. His brothers were my brothers... we spent every weekend at the marina where these boys lived and we kept our boat. We built tree forts in the woods near the marina, learned to sail, played kick the can in the parking lot in the middle of the night and generally terrorized the neighborhood.
I do get to see them on occasion and we have promised to get together more often now under better circumstances. Their Grandmother has had a restaurant in town for as long as I can remember and we always stop in for breakfast or lunch to say hi when we are in the area. It seems that this restaurant has been the glue that has held us all together over the years. One of the boys is running the restaurant now with his mom and they have added a bar and started opening for dinner a few years ago. Grandma Pearl still comes in on occasion to help and to visit with all of the folks who have been regulars over the years.

We did what we always do when we get together… we had a few drinks and talked about those few short years 40 years ago that helped make us who we are today, and shared stories of a brother who struggled with his demons over the years. Here’s to you Doug.. finally resting in peace.