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I went down to port A again this morning and pigged out at my favorite breakfast spot where I realized I had forgotten to take my meds, the "emergency" meds could not be found so I headed onto the beach spent a short time there.
The sand was dry and blowing and it was too windy to deploy the flags (those little 4' fiberglass poles have there limits) and I was starting to feel not as good as I would like to so I decided to head home.
I get on the ferry and the guy in the truck next to me asked if I was with the group of Humvees, I said no and he said must be a dozen of them together, they were by his description a little farther down the beach than I had gone, I got off the ferry and drove the 7 miles to Aransas then decided feeling good or not I did not want to miss the opportunity to mingle with some like minded folks so I turned around and headed back to the ferry.
SOO, I get back on the ferry after a modest wait and the deck hand came over and asked if I was with that big group of Humvees, she went on and said there must have been 10 or more that had crossed to the mainland about a half hour before, she saw them on another boat.
SOO after waiting on a large stack of barges to pass I ended up on the island again, did a loop got back on the ferry and after waiting on a large tanker that was in NO hurry to get out of the channel I was once again on the mainland heading home thinking that is they must have been just in front of me on my first trip to the mainland and if they had headed north on HWY 181 I had about 50 miles to catch up to them, (smoking the occasional stock Humvee is fun but blowing away an entire serial would be a blast!) but no I wasting that opportunity.
The moral of the story is even a bad day on the beach is still a GOOD day!!
The sand was dry and blowing and it was too windy to deploy the flags (those little 4' fiberglass poles have there limits) and I was starting to feel not as good as I would like to so I decided to head home.
I get on the ferry and the guy in the truck next to me asked if I was with the group of Humvees, I said no and he said must be a dozen of them together, they were by his description a little farther down the beach than I had gone, I got off the ferry and drove the 7 miles to Aransas then decided feeling good or not I did not want to miss the opportunity to mingle with some like minded folks so I turned around and headed back to the ferry.
SOO, I get back on the ferry after a modest wait and the deck hand came over and asked if I was with that big group of Humvees, she went on and said there must have been 10 or more that had crossed to the mainland about a half hour before, she saw them on another boat.
SOO after waiting on a large stack of barges to pass I ended up on the island again, did a loop got back on the ferry and after waiting on a large tanker that was in NO hurry to get out of the channel I was once again on the mainland heading home thinking that is they must have been just in front of me on my first trip to the mainland and if they had headed north on HWY 181 I had about 50 miles to catch up to them, (smoking the occasional stock Humvee is fun but blowing away an entire serial would be a blast!) but no I wasting that opportunity.
The moral of the story is even a bad day on the beach is still a GOOD day!!
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