Blue Angel’s Homecoming Air Show 2009
What a fantastic weekend!
We sailed out around 5:30pm on Friday November 13, 2009 and headed for Ft. McRee. It was dark by the time we arrived at 8pm, but what a great night sail we had as the bay was all ours. We dropped anchor at the first available spot near the cove entrance, because all we could see were anchor lights throughout. Jody arrived about 8:30pm (after launching his powerboat about 5 minutes before) and rafted with us for the night. He forgot his sleeping bag, so he became our first overnight guest and slept in our cabin on the settee.
The next morning after breakfast, Jody, Pogo, and I went scouting for a better location to anchor.
We found a great spot to anchor Monomoy and Private Stock Too (who arrived later around noon), then took Jody’s boat to shore to setup his canopy, cooler, etc. Blake came along this trip to help out.
Afterward, Bob and Teresa (Carol’s parents) were picked up by Jody on his boat, then upon returning to Monomoy, Jody rafted up, with Ken/Sheri arriving shortly after in Private Stock Too rafting up next to Jody.
We proceeded to eat raw oysters, shrimp cocktails, and Joe Pattie’s crab dip, while sipping rum, wine, and Corona as we watched the Blue Angel’s Homecoming Air Show.
Pogo complained occasionally about the super sonic fly bys.
Blake agreed that some of them were loud.
But it was still quite a site.
There were lots of boaters out to watch.
Pogo thought it more relaxing to watch the water.
Sheri enjoyed her day.
Bob, Jody, and Ben hanging out.
Pogo found a new spot to hold down.
Ken took his dinghy for a short sail. Blake wanted to bring The Force, but we were concerned about the number of boaters expected out there, so we opted to leave The Force at the marina for the weekend.
One kid got a better view.
Ken proudly flew his flag. He has a son in the armed forces.
Sunset Saturday night.
Private Stock Too under sail on Sunday.
Other sailboats out.
Blake decided to poke a straw into a lemon and drink directly from it.
Dolphin were out playing.
Goose at our marina upon returning on Sunday.
Can’t wait till the next weekend.
