Rob had the cement at our home in St. George sealed with some kind of epoxy stuff. He didn't want to pay for it until we could look at it, so we went down there this last weekend. The Bodines and Cowleys went with us. Rob and the Cowleys rode in the truck pulling the boat down and I rode in the Bodine's back seat next to the boys.
Saturday we took the boat to Sand Hallow. The Coombs family boating guide has Rob back the boat into the water and Linda drive the boat off the trailer and over to the dock. I could tell something was not right and kept telling Rob we weren't floating or something. He as impatient and told me everything was okay and to just start it and go. After trying it twice and not getting anywhere, I turned it off and went to the back of the boat. Yes, I was right. The boat was still strapped to the trailer in the back! Score one for me.
We had a great day on the lake! Our new boating pastime is wake surfing. Jill's husband, Preston, really loves it. He got five-year-old, Kace, up with him for the third time this summer. Wells, who is only two, tried it with his dad too. I can get up on the surf board, but then I think I'm skiing and pull back on the rope. Wrong thing to do when wake surfing. I would only stay up a couple of seconds. I do however, enjoy our new three man tube. It doesn't cause whiplash like the old one man things we used to use. I rode it with both Kace and Wells. Kace and I even got Erin (who hates boating) to ride it with us.
We got off the lake just at the right time. We stopped for a hamburger and as we were eating a storm blew in. As we were leaving, it was raining buckets. When we got back to the house, Rob started backing the boat into the garage. The new epoxy stuff works great. The water just beads up on it. The problem is that it makes the cement as slippery as ice. After having some trouble with spinning wheels, he put the truck in four-wheel-drive. That didn't work. The truck slid, the boat slid, and everything came to a stop less that an inch before the boat took down the garage. The dilemma at this point was that we couldn't pull the boat forward at all, and if we tried to back it in farther and it slid, things could get worse. The men tried to push the boat over. Then they tried to pull the boat over. Boats are heavy. That didn't work. They finally jacked up the boat and then pushed it over. That moved the boat. While all that was going on, Clint took a towel and dried off the driveway. Wonder of wonders, the truck had traction and the boat was successfully backed into the garage.
Sunday we went to the broadcast of the dedication of the Oquirrah Temple, cleaned up, had dinner and went home. I again was with the Bodine boys in the back seat. We slept.
Clint drying the driveway.
