We woke up a little sluggish on Friday morning and started prepping the house for the weekend. The Admiral came and we started getting the boat ready. We put the boat in the water and I drove the truck & trailer back to the house, forgetting I was dressed like a total jackass in a black Captain's hat and Baton Rouge PD shirt. I slowed down to pull in to our driveway and let a bicyclist by who looked at me and nervously asked, "Uh... Are you slowing down to talk to me about something?" "Nope. Carry on."
In the event of rain, Mom wanted us to put a tarp up which is where Gano's talents really stood out (to this point). As Chris & Matt helped him he assembled a truly remarkable example of Cajuneering that kept everyone dry, replete with gutters. I had Lynyrd Skynyrd playing in the background and he remarked, "Southern music for a southern project."
That completed, we sat under the tarp and enjoyed tapping the brand new keg with Sugartex on his faithful horse, "Saw" (having hitched a life preserver saddle).
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