Chris, Rachael, Annie, Denise, and Dawn.
Last minute substitution: 2nd from right = not Denise
Guess who drives:
- tricked-out conversion van
- monster class A
The shark no longer blogs, apparently due to copyright infringement.
These women add the voom to the va va! Lunch was lively, and while Chris and I talked a little biology, the jocks mocked our nerdity. It was high school all over again.
Rachael stayed two nights at the lagoon. Mi laguna es su laguna. We were itching to get inside Moonbeam and check her out up close. There is not an ounce of fat on that rig; she is pure muscle. Every item has its place, and one place only.
Annie was glad to have Rachael's help with our generator. They methodically tried several different approaches.
They touched things.
They read the manual.
They joined spark plugs in prayer.
They cleansed the genny of bad spirits with sage.
They also used carburetor cleaner, which is like a sage bundle that you buy at Ace. Just when we thought the spirits could only be assuaged by a licensed Cummins Onan® technician, Annie turned the elevation correction knob and the demons left the generator.
Although they changed the spark plugs (even the unchangeable one in the back), the new spark plugs made things worse. They reasoned through the clues, tried each logical step, and the part that made no sense at all was the solution.
Thanks, Chris, Dawn, and Denise for meeting us in Port Aransas, and many thanks, Rachael, for sharing your time and expertise with us down here at the water. It was our pure pleasure.
Gratuitous watery pictures: