The Old Girl and I walk almost every morning, rain or shine, snow or hail.
Living in a condo at the mouth of the Trent River and the Bay of Quinte we usually meet and greet the same folks every day.
They are building a large new marina here and I have been pushing for float plane and seaplane docks along with avgas. The powers to be seem quite receptive to the idea but time will tell.
This morning it is raining and we walked through the existing marina where visitors park their yachts who are participating in several world tours which pass through here regularly. They actually pass our old homestead on the Trent River where one of our sons resides.
We can fly from here to the old homestead in a Cessna 172 within fifteen minutes. It takes these sailors seven or eight hours of navigating the river and passing through many locks to reach our old homestead.
I could walk faster...and at my age...
Well here is the best part...makes one wonder about sailboat or power boat drivers
As we were walking along the boardwalk past the docks we passed two yachts which were probably worth a million or so.
Like I mentioned it was raining, on the first yacht was a man wiping down the chrome railings in the rain...hmm...neither one of us said anything...
Passing the second yacht was a man standing on the deck and looking up at the sky...we heard his wife shout at him..."hope the boat is not getting wet dear"....hmm
Well we have been around a bit, done enough sailing, power boating, flying off floats and when it rains the kit is going to get wet...that is not rocket science.
I have yet to see any of our Old Retired Rocking Chair Flying Geezers at the bugsmasher field go out a wipe down a bugsmasher in the rain.
Perhaps there is something to be said about aviators over sailors...
