Just like that, a beautiful bond was formed and we've been buddies ever since. From the depths of the Grand Canyon to the top of the Wasatch Mountains, we've explored, adventured, partied, and pillaged across the west ever since that fateful day in 2006 when we first met.
For the week before Wade's arrival, I had been working in a local metal fabrication shop to build a stainless steel arch for the back of the Rascal. Its the perfect platform to mount solar panels from and it also serves a bunch of different purposes: it includes a swim ladder, fishing rod resting points, a dangling hammock to sit in while sailing, mounts for navigational lighting, and attachment points for safety lines. I'm really proud of how it came out.
We decided a more sheltered anchorage would be a good idea for the following night, so we pulled up the hook and sailed around the southern end of the island. We found a perfect reef right next to a beach that allowed for great fishing and exceptional snorkling. The water was crystal clear and we each went off in search of whatever creatures lived in such a rich environment.
We had noticed a few lobsters hiding under the rocks during our snorkeling foray and decided they might just make a pretty tasty dinner so we headed out in search of a few suitable crustaceans to provide that nights' sustenance. After some wriggling around, reaching into dark crevices, and a few carefully timed spear jabs, we had a meal fit for kings!