Perfect day for a boat ride!

It was another beautiful day, temperature reached 38 C, and the water was the place to be! We decided to really be retired today, and not do any chores! It was a great plan! Lance and I had a cool salad out on the deck for lunch, watched all the boats on the lake till we got jealous, so we decided to go for a ride. Since it was just the two of us, I didn't pack the water bottles, just took our smokes and a cell phone.

We were in the boat with the motor running, when we looked back at the house to see that Candi and family had arrived. Kenzie ran down the dock and joined us on the boat. Off we went to the other side of the lake, it was 2pm and 38 C, but the breeze from the boats quick movement was wonderful, and we didn't feel the heat. We came upon a very HUGE Cabin crusier with people waving at us, (there were about 8 people on the large boat with two bimi tops (we are talking HUGE)! The Huge boat has a broken water pump, and they were hoping we were the rescue boat they had called. We said we would watch for it as we were heading towards Penticton. On we went. We encountered numerous boats, but never saw a rescue boat. We went towards a development we had wanted to see, then started to head back. Kenzie asked her Grampa to check those people on the broken boat to see if a rescue boat had come. (I think she thought she would see Diego and his rescue boat). About a half hour has passed since we saw the boat, when we come upon the people again. Their HUGE boat has floated in towards the cliffs, and although it is apparant that THEY packed there cooler, there is no breeze when you are not moving, and the people were from about 40 to 65 years old.

Kenzie yelled up to their boat to ask if they were okay. They asked us if we could try to pull them further out into the lake. So We hooked them up with our ski rope to the back of their Huge boat. We were at full throttle and moving about an inch a minute! The Captian of their ship flagged us to stop, and they would try to hook up the rope to the front of their ship, but alas, the eye for the rope on the front was further down their boat then they could reach from their upper deck. (The eye was about 1 foot lower than our boat!), so they hooked it to a side rail off the front.

Again Captain Lance and his trusty mates tried to pull the Mighty (HUGE) ship, and we were once again at full throttle, but with an increased speed of a foot a minute! At this exceptional speed, and with our little 20 ft "SS Homer" at a very pronounced dip, (if I had moved to Lances side, we would surely have rolled) we continued our journey towards the Penticton Marina. With this great speed there was NO, absolutely, No Breeze. Our engine was screaming, and there was a time that I "might" have considered cutting the rope, to get a breeze and a bottle of water! (I'm not evil, but most of the other HUGE ships mates, had gone below decks, or under one of their "Bimi" tops, to sit in lounge chairs, while sipping something that came out of a cooler! It was 38 C! Anyone else would also have thought, "cut the rope, cut the rope, Water......waterrrr).

We made it! We rescued the boat, got it to the Marina (about an hour) and the Huge Ships captain called out to the "SS Homer" that he would like to pay us for the rescue, Captain Lance called over to the other ships Captain, "No, thanks, just have a nice day", (then we both heard our grandaughter yell to the other ship that she could take the money because she has a piggy bank). But, alas it was to late for Kenzie to try to collect,as her Ga Ga was already pulling in the rope, so we could hit the open water at high speed!

We made it back home in record time, drank gallons of water, jumped in the lake, and went back to sit on our deck, and wonder again, why we took the day off??

Oh, and apparantly, our daughter went out on the Seadoo's looking for us, as we had been gone for over two hours, she saw a very small boat pulling a very large (we are talking Huge here) boat, and never thought it was us, cause the little boat looked to little, and the big boat to big! I guess it made quite an impression of other boaters to, cause they were all buzzing around us. I guess we should rename the "SS Homer" to "The Little boat that Could".