Friday, October 18, 2013

Cedar Key: Day 2

Slept well last night. The only sounds were rumblings of a train or late night traffic outside. Found out in the morning it was neither ... It was Doug.

We awoke to coffee, scrambled eggs and turkey bacon. The women cooked and the men cleaned.

The plan for the day was to sightsee downtown, rent a pontoon boat and pick up seafood and produce for dinner (not deer corn).

Doug negotiated the pontoon deal. A three hour tour (Gilligan would be happy) ... actually not a tour at all.

We drive the boat and bring it back at 6PM. The boat had seen better days. Top speed was about 5 MPH and we were in hog heaven.

Seafood purchase was handled along the side of the road. A couple of pounds of shrimp, stone crab claws and an old guy with a beat up guitar rang us up.

We strolled along the waterfront looking in the shops ...

Tee shirts ...

Caps and wigs ...

Bars and interesting sights ...

And plenty of time for our 3 hour tour ... the girls in front ...

The boys in back ...

Mark went swimming (well I would call it more like floating with his stylish hat floating on the surface) ...

Doug tested the strength of the captains seat ... he won.

Comment of the day:

"She (name not posted to protect the innocent) is so intense and nervous."

"Always?"

"Only when she's not asleep."

Debbie tunes in late: "Wait a minute ... She sleeps at work?"

The evening ended with claws and clams. More seafood tomorrow! 

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