How Fast’s The Fish Creek Rising, Papa?

This picture was taken a while back. The creek, at present, has gone down quite a bit. I went out with two extraordinary boaters on Sunday afternoon, but, alas, I have no photos of that exciting event.

Barnacle Bob’s Boat

Bob will not allow me to moor my  boat, the HMS Scyter, next to his boat. He loves to poke fun at me for being a novice boatman. Little does he know that I have improved my nautical abilities a thousand fold. I still have to learn the art of backing the boat into the dock though.

 



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Meet Bob Rossi

This is Bob Rossi, sometimes referred to as “Jersey Bob”:
This is really a great puppy. He belongs to one of the boat people who arrive and depart randomly at different times and different days during the summer weeks:

  

New Bikes For The Adirondack State Of Mind

Here they are: the new Bikes with which we shall scale Mt Marcy and other large hills, valleys, and crags.

Rainy weekend causes delay in boating Time

Rain played a  prominent role in this weekend’s activities. For fear of downpours, the boat was left wrapped in it’s blanket. Her and I are taking a boat safety course on July 8 and 9. This fact has nothing to do with the weather. We are taking it, weather or not..

The Fish Creek Uprising

Torrential rains have caused a big upsurge in Fish Creek

Saratogaville

 This can actually be sung to the tune of “Margaritaville”

 

Phil's on his tractor, and Dan's benefactor, Gary and Bruce are watching with glee
There's Ray and Connie listenin' to blarney, ain't there anyone listening to me

Headin' up North again to Saratogaville
Looking for my lost presence of mind
Some people swear that I won't find it there
But I think, it's up there some where.

George has my boat done, soon I will be one, one of those crazy fools out on the pond
Bob'll be screamin', shoutin', and meanin'
for me to hear and quickly respond

 

Headin' up North again to Saratogaville
Looking for my lost presence of mind
Some people swear that I won't find it there
But I'm sure, it's up there some where.

 

Judy and Sally, back in the alley, plantin' some carrots, roses, and kale
Jen and Joan stepped so lightly,  when something unsightly
made them jump and off they did sail

 

Headin' up North again to Saratogaville
Looking for my lost presence of mind
some people swear that I won't find it up there
but I know, it's up here somewhere