A Three-Hour Tour: A Day at the Lake, Part One

I'm calling this post "Part 1" because there is quite a volume of good snaps that were taken on this recent boating excursion on Lake Mead when my brother Drew was visiting.

Uncle Drew, resident shutterbug.

My crew: navigator and first mate.

Cheating sure catastrophe, Melissa plucks the pirate treasure map from the unforgiving waters of the tempestuous Lake Mead.

Noting that the water levels of the Lake were dangerously receding, Drew and I did our part and recycled the beers we had consumed, giving back to the lake community that had given us such a great afternoon. As Agent Cooper on the show Twin Peaks once remarked: "There's nothing quite like urinating out in the open air." Amen to that.

Drew demonstrates that correct posture is always important, even when doing something as casual as piloting a ski boat.


Monkey and Drew looking suspiciously giddy.

I claim a patch of land for Fort Collins. This news doesn't go over well with the local Native American tribes (ensuing melee not pictured).