Working on the dock, and then….

Our dock was put in years ago, and as time has passed it needed some work.  Just yesterday Charlie and I put in a couple of replacement boards.

Today I decided to take a hammer to the nails that were sticking up.  There are 2 nails on every floor piece at each cross member.  After a bit of trial and error, I decided that the best method was to use a folding chair and sliding it back after whacking a few nails on the head.

I made my way halfway down the dock, and starting back I lost track of where I was, and before I knew it I had run out of dock, but not out of water.  Two of the chairs’ legs went off the dock, with me and the chair right behind those errant legs.

Splashing into the cove’s water was not a big event, but trying to stand up in the soft mud was a bit more of a challenge.   Floundering back to the dock, I was just happy that nobody was around to see my mishap.

Today would have been a good day to have hot water at the cabin.



I was at home, relaxing after a long night of fishing when my friend, Rodney Fontenou, called. “Whatcha doin’?”  “Nothing .”  I replied.  I was not about to tell him I was sitting on my butt and wishing I had the energy to get back on the water.  (more…)