clappo-
BOC newz.
just so's you'll know what's happening on the
rio grande...
The Saturday night raft-up was terrific.
We set a new record with six boats tied
together. YES... with ROPES!... and minimal
screaming. No permanent damage... no rope
burns.
We started at the east end of the lake,
drifted almost to windsurfer point before
the wind shifted, and then got blown back
to devil duck cove. We anchored as a floating
city (population 11- Mayor G. Simon) and started
pulling out every kind of chile stew you can
imagine. Green, red, chicken, pork, beef,
squirrel...
We all sampled everything - Howard's shrimp
gumbo was a nice palate cleanser in between
the different chiles. His microwave was out of
range to be plugged in so he had to use a
propane burner to cook with.
We spent the night on the City of Boats.
We even talked about making this the new
BOC marina next year in case the old marina
is scuttled. All we need is a PWTO (permanent
water taxi operator). The wind cried MARY all
night long. Every time Mary got up to check
anchors we were in a different position...
anchor lines were wrapped around each other,
Jim's dagger board, and Tom's motor. I didn't care.
I'm writing a book and I need strange nighttime
experiences to put in it.
As the moon went down and the sun rose I was
awakened by the sound of duck fighting. Devil
Ducks! I crawled out into my cockpit to watch.
It was boring - it was like the Deming duck races.
The BIG duck won.
I put on a pot of coffee. Jim and Angela passed
around the cake that they'd gone to retrieve from
the car during their full moon sail during the night.
It was delicious. NO! I don't want the recipe. I want
Angela to make it for me once a year. And I want
Jim to serve it to me while I lie in a hammock on
my deck reading Cruising Magazine. That's what
I want. Yes! I do. Just in case anyone's interested.
After a couple of cups of coffee we sailed en masse
(jibs only) back across the lake and up the river
while Kathleen and Mary McGraine cooked a wonderful
breakfast buffet of scrambled eggs, bacon, fried
potatoes, more chile and hot tortillas. We passed
the time sipping Tom and Toni's bloody marys while
we waited for the buffet to commence. Howard said
they tasted very Russian. Howard has traveled more
than I... maybe they don't have celery in Russia...
these tomato/vodka drinks had no celery.
It was the best buffet and the best cruise I've been
on yet. Thanks for the idea and the invitation Greg!
And thanks to the imaginations of the people of
the BOC... there is always something far beyond
expectations at every event we have. You people
are inventive... I think it's due to the fact that we
have NO RULES... nothing holding anyone back
from exploring new territory and slipping in
wonderful surprises every time we get together.
This Saturday is the National Public Lands Day
Clean-up. Several of us are planning to go up
Friday (September 27) and spend the night at
the marina so we'll be there for the 7:30 AM
gathering. We'll be doing some feasting and
sipping Friday night - any and all are encouraged
to join us Friday and/or Saturday. Surprises are
also encouraged and welcome.
Nothing official is planned for the rest of the
season but I know that most everyone is up for
one more race or cruise in October. If anyone has
ideas, surprises or invitations for me to send out
- email or call me!
-dust of blue frog
ps- Someone was wanting the address to our BOC
website. The address is:
boc.mybravenet.com
or
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