This past weekend we decided to stay outdoors the entire weekend. Knowing full well, that the second we went inside, no one would want to go out again. So we decided we were gonna burn up some fossle fuel instead of electricity. I have to say we got our 60 gallons worth for sure.
The water here on the Chesapeake Bay was flat and very few boaters. It was perfect. Jimmy in his 70’s Mako and the Boatress and I in the 25 Sportsman.
It was perfect, and when you hit about 20 knots, the heat just disappeared and the warmth of the sun baked in memories that will last though winter. At one point with Dolphins around us, it felt like we were just floating on air.