Tim, contemplating taking JN, observes the movement of the sun through the sky - NOT!
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The gang begins to arrive at Miller's Marina at Put-In-Bay. |
Mark, auditioning for Broadway.
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The ladies making plans for the weekend.
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Snacks, the staple for any good rendezvous.
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Our welcoming committee has welcomed too many boats! |
Salute!
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That was hillarious! Did I ever tell you the one about...
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Did I mention it was Tim's birthday?
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Seems everyone is enjoying Tim's plight. |
This fine wine makes me feel soooo.... |
Does Bob know about that hole in his britches?
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Hellloooo! (You gotta know her to understand.) |
Well, plan A didn't work - back to the drawing board. |
O.K., plan B wasn't so hot, either. Keep trying...
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Got milk?
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Now there's mischief in those eyes!
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There's Scott - holding down the fort, er, I mean - boat.
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Sailing buddies.
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This must be the Power dock.
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Another shot of Coralee - you'd think her husband was the photographer or something.
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Our hosts and event coordinators - Pat and Bob.
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Don't listen to him, Bob. He's not the island wine inspector!
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More of the Power crowd. |
Now, there're a couple fruit and cheese lovers - or just fruits? |
Man and dog - it gets no better than this.
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Still working on the fruit and cheese.
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Hey! Who drank my wine???
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Snazzy Rags has arrived. |
Green grass, cool shade, good friends, what more?
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Really! It was this big! But it got away!
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Nothing like being captain of your own vessel.
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Even Maggie can't pull Linda away from the fruit and cheese.
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Fondue and wine tasting are almost ready.
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Here it is gang! Come and get it!
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The gathering begins for the main event.
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O.K., already. Let's get started! The vultures crowd around.
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Vultures? Who, us!?!?!
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Pictures of people taking pictures.
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A fine looking fishing vessel, I must say!
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Don't these gals know the rules against looking up when in the area of sea gulls? SPLAT!
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Put-In-Bay is a popular destination on weekends.
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No one touches the wine until I say 'GO!'.
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Now, this is my idea of a brown bag lunch!
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A rough weekend for the Lowe's. Cindy falls off the boat - Tim falls off the wagon (see earlier pictures.)
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No stinkin' crutches will keep Cindy from the wine table. |
"...and it says right here, 'drink 'till you drop!'"
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O.K., enough with the rules - pass the bottle! |
What!?!? Is that all I get? Pass the bottle!!!
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The fondue table is prepared and ready for service. |
Mark was suppose to take pictures of the fondue table when this honey in a little bikini arrived...
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Not more rules!!!
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Quick, gimme a gun! |
Finally! Attack at the fondue table.
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Let's see - wine and chocolate - perfect!
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The wine tasting begins.
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The object is to match the wine in the paper back with the list of known wines present.
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Back to the fondue table.
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Mark patiently waits his turn to address the wine table.
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Chocolate fondue? Oh, goodie!!!
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Mark tends to the fondue table.
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Now THAT'S what I call a 'sip' of wine! |
See the label, dear? This is what I want at home. |
One of our River Rats attends a Lake event. |
Only you can prevent drunk drivers - drop that bottle!
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Bye all, I've had all I can handle.
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A few survivors still standing.
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Frustrated, no one wants to hear any more rules.
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Bill wins the wine tasting contest.
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Disappointment. Oh well, there's always next year.
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Did I mention she's the photographer's wife?
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Job well done!
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Ahem! What can I say?
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The winners!
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