Boating on Sunday
Scary buzzing up 93 from Melrose 7AM Sunday morning. It was if the big guy drew the curtain of fog when we got into Belmont.
What a day though, I knew it was the last day for us, and if there were any way my son and I could inhale the lake water while we were anchored we would have. Truly medicinal for this relic from Mass.!
Stow the gear, change the earl and filter for the long winters nap at Dave's and hope to God I have the health and presence of mind to put the hammer down on the Donzi for another day.
Boy the Globe treated Bizer like an orphan!
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