In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Mountaintops and Valleys.”
Describe a time when you quickly switched from feeling at the top of the world to sinking all the way down (or vice versa). Did you learn anything about yourself in the process?
Last week it was hot, so hot even the dogs and cats didn’t want to move. Bob and I attempted to escape the heat by going sailing. Got some lovely pictures that I’ll share below. Intersting thing about the heat, when the sun would go behind a cloud, the wind stopped. This made the bay really flat, perfect for paddling. I did mention this was a sailboat, not a paddleboat. But it turns out they are small enough that paddling is not too bad a chore. In one harbor, there is a houseboat parked there. I can’t imagine it’s see worthy. On one trip we got to see an aircraft carrier returning to base. We even got a personal visit from the escorting navy ships telling us which way to go–backwards because the carrier was much bigger.
Altought we both felt like ignorant sailors, I managed to earn the idiot award after returning to dock. The Convair Sailing Club has a blue box on shore where members can check out dock keys. These keys are essential for gettng down to the docks, checking out a boat, and then leaving the docks. Only while Bob was washing the boat, I was busily locking the keys in the checkout box. Yep, we got stuck on the docks. And thus Bob had to go up, beg someone to let him out of the dock area, retrieve a new key, go back down to the boat area, and retrieve the locked key. Yep, I won the idiot award.