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Last year for Father's Day we took our trailer sailboat to the big lake about 30 minutes from our house.

We planned this out pretty good, Thursday night after work we launched the boat and docked it at the public docks, getting ready for the weekend.

Then Friday after work we headed for the boat, we ate dinner in the city then we thought we would head over to the yacht club across the lake and dock there for the weekend. Well, when we got there it was smaller than we thought and no space for docking and no one around. It was getting dark and we were not sure if we had enough gas to make it back to the public docks, so we decided to stay at the dock at the house for sale close by.  It looked desolate with an empty dock and we could easily use it. We were not quite sure if someone would come down and kick us out, but we stayed there all night and got up early when the sun came up and headed out.

Our sailing trip started up the mouth of the lake early that Saturday morning, with our main and genoa sails out. The early morning had great winds and a quiet lake, no motor boats creating numerous waves and noise. Until a motor boat came along noisily, it seemed to be going around us back and forth. I was in the cabin making breakfast and hubby was in the cockpit. The motor boat stopped near us and the young man inside asked where a certain Point was, we got the map out and showed him, then he was off. He looked somewhat disheveled and as if he just woke up. We figured he had too much to drink and ended up lost during the night awakening in the early bright sunshine not knowing where he was at and without a map.

We continued to sail all day, loving and learning how our little boat worked. Another sailboat passed us, it was a twin, same make, model, and year. We watched them and learned how they did it, it was so much fun. Our little guy loved it, he held the tiller steering, ate some lunch, and napped. No seasickness for him, and that boat you could feel every wave.

Then we docked at a beach marina, watched the motor boats spend thousands filling up their tanks, drinking, and tanning. Noticed many fake blonde females accompany their male motor boat captains, too funny. It was a nice trip.


Below was our trailer sailboat, a 27 foot Clipper Marine, named Venus.