And there you have today’s story. About two minutes before my body was headed out the door for exercise the rain hit. Later the sun was out so a trip to the dumpster was made and finished in a rain storm. Bear in mind the distance to the dumpster is about a hundred feet.
At least the temperature has only been 85 range until around 2 pm. Now it is low 90’s and very excessive humidity. However about 3pm a ride to the harbor to walk without fighting mosquitoes was made. It was a pleasant but hot walk. Sunscreen should have been used. At least an eye could be kept on the far thunder storms and judgments made as to the safe distance to meander from the Truck.
There is a protective jetty for the harbor out at the end of one road. The road is nice and wide but the jetty is narrow but can be walked. My choice with the weather acting up was to stay on the road. Occasional wave were breaking over the jetty and swimming is not on my list of activities for today.
The first boat moored in the harbor is a pirate vessel. At least it flies a skull and crossbones flag most of the time. It was not up this afternoon for the picture below. How would you like to be floating gently along in your nine foot kayak and look up to see this bearing down on you???
I think your day was about to get a lot worse.
The rest of the walk just looped around the harbor. Experiencing the fragrances and stenches of the harbor is part of the adventure. The bait shops have some strong odors at times but other times the fragrances are pleasant maritime style. Some of these boats never leave the harbor and in fact seem like they would break apart if a wave hit them. Many of them have full time live aboards similar to the RV world. It seems to me that there are more “characters” living aboard boats than in RVs.
It was a weird phenomenon on a part of the bulkhead walkway.
When walking next to the edge by the water the temperature was hot. If you moved across the yellow line the temperature seemed to go up at least six degrees and be TOO HOT. That effect was checked a few times before my mind would accept that the four feet made that much difference. The walk back around the harbor was not eventful except for paying close attention to the storm cloud headed toward me. The Truck welcomed me in plenty of time to keep me from getting drenched.
This type of weather certainly puts a lot of effort into trying to stop me, but the Team cannot be stopped from trying to have tooooo much fun. TheOFM.
When I lived in Ireland I loved walking around the harbor. As long as I'm on terra firma I'm ok!
ReplyDeleteI used to love to walk the marina down in Seabrook or Galveston or San Leon Texas, and look at the boats and try to guess at the owners and what their intentions were. One of the oddest was a rather large sailboat boat made of concrete, Sorry that I have forgotten the details but maybe Google could provide some answers .
ReplyDeleteAnd awww yes, the smells, the bait shop had a totally different smell than the fish market.
And the sounds, lines and pulleys gently bounding off the mast or rigging, and always the scavengers of the water, the seagulls and all their constant bickering about who get's what..
and of course the dang mullet jumping to escape or maybe just for joy.
Sure did enjoy living down there.
AAhhhh Ben poetry in writing. Well done.
ReplyDeleteStay cool and walk that yellow brick road, but don't cross that yellow line. . .
ReplyDeleteHey Ben, I have been on a cement boats.