Monday, August 13, 2007

Oh Captain, My Captain


Yesterday Nick and I left our camelbacks at home and instead of hiking another peak in Tahoe we went sailing. Little did we know what we were in for. Like any other boating adventure mass amounts of beer and snacks must be involved so like the good friends we are we showed up ready to set sail with two 12 packs and loads of munchies. The winds were stronger in the morning, but had died down by the time we launched, or so we thought. At first it had seemed as though we had lost all wind, but finally a few gusts came our way and we set sail. The course of action was from Cave Rock (in Nevada) to Camp Richardson (in California) just a 3-hour tour. Needless to say that was not the case. The winds picked up and we were surrounded by white caps... the little 20 foot Sailboat took a beating. About 9 hours, 20 beers, two broken bottles, and a wet cheese ball we arrived at Camp Rich. We docked the boat with ease, pulled down the sails and called it a night. Luckily I didn't lose my lunch on our little trip across the lake... next time I'll remember the drugs. It was another good day on the lake…and I even got to steer!

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