Describe a Houseboat Trip to Me

After talking with Mom I went down and went inside by Rose. Rose asked me to do everyone a favor and not make coffee anymore. It wasn’t that bad. She was that kind of a perfectionist in college too. Charlie always has been better in the kitchen than me. This was not starting out to be a good day.

Pete and Charlie got the anchors stowed. I backed out to start my last day as a riverboat captain. It’s faster going down river. I cut back the throttle, but we were still moving too quickly toward the end of our trip. All too soon we reached our first beach anchorage. Barb & Bill weren’t there yet, but they would be along soon.

Charlie and I went to the upper deck. I wanted to look at my river valley. Charlie told me that Bill had kept him up half the night talking about the wildlife he and Barb had seen. Since spring and fall are the best time to observe wildlife on “The Mississippi Flyway,” he and Barb were coming back in September.

Charlie had told him that we would arrange our schedule and come too. Charlie was anxious to see the fall colors along the river. We were cruising in the Hiawatha Valley which rivals New England for Autumn beauty. He had already talked to my Dad. Dad & Mom were coming too. My Mother knew that when I called her, but she didn’t say a word. That’s alright. We’re coming back.