Aquatics

If a strong breeze were to blow, over we might go - and my dog Buff running up hill on the inside bottom fiberglass to prevent falling out of the near turnover side pitch. I had to be careful when the spray from the boat-nose cleaving the wave crest blinded me in impenetrable shower, and if the wave making in-board ahead should slow down I might overtake and rear-end her.

Skiing off the town's public beach just off of Pickerel Point - I was showing off fully dressed for a party of high school class mates - and my nemesis Hegel had borrowed an in-board and was he driving it ? when I on one ski, wake-jumped and swung way out near parallel the boat and the blackguard turned into me slackening the rope leaving me stranded.

Down I went in fully dressed embarrassment, the ski hitting me in the forehead leaving a goose-egg bump which next day at church Luther League meeting, I had the goose egg neatly covered with a lock of hair. And where I learned that later after the incident - my nemesis Hegel had sunk the in-board, a very expensive boat with auto enging belonging to a very kindly lady. Of course it was raised but must have cost a good pretty penny.

Interestingly of a number of summers, was a strange device all-metal painted bright orange. It was flat and floated. It was a seaweed cutter. It had paddles in the back that moved circular for propulsion like a steam boat, and a large scissor cutter that could be lowered off the front from above, into the seaweedy water to some desired depth.

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