A few days after our last weekend cruise to Deep River I asked Karen what she wanted to do next weekend. Here’s how that weekly conversation usually plays out:
“Mmm, I don’t know. What do you want to do?”
“Uhhh, I don’t know. Go somewhere on the boat?”
“Ok, but where?”... And it goes on like that for some time.
So I was pleasantly surprised to hear, “Let’s take the boat to Deep River again.”
“I don’t…wait, what? Yeah, OK,” I found myself saying.
And with that we again pointed our bow north and enjoyed a weekend of leisure in the sleepy town. The marina there must not get too many transients because after we arrived a guy at the fuel dock greeted me with, “Hey Dan, you burning up another one of your free Brewer stays?” Mind you, we only spoke for about a minute the weekend prior.
I could bore you all by recounting how relaxing it was to unplug and walk around the quaint streets or how the changing leaves provided a picturesque backdrop but instead I’m going to let some of the images from the weekend tell that story. I hope you enjoy them.
Boy and a boat 