(Mary on the lighthouse walk...)




But as Captain Chuck could see, the rain was coming!


So we did the only thing left to us in such a situation-


After which we returned to the beach. While the rain had stopped, it was still cold...


...but obviously not cold enough for some freaks. I, of course, was not to be denied at least partial satisfaction...

But here, Laurie took a video so you can see for yourself if I was chicken...
Wow that brought back some memories for me. I grew up over in that direction and went there often. It is a beautiful place. My dad kept his plane hangered in Valpo and some times we would fly over the lake. Good times.
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