Sunday, May 20, 2012

I Dreamed I Was There

As Scout gets closer to splash time, we get more excited thinking about getting back on the water. I am ready to be done and we are ready to start enjoying the boat.

After another long week of non-stop boat work we decided to make a run down to the lake. The plan was to connect with the marina and get a look at their trailer. When we were negotiating our slip rental, they seemed eager to haul the boat down for a reasonable fee. I wanted to make sure it was still a go. We were also ready for a little road trip.

Until last winter our intentions were to launch Scout in the Mississippi River near St. Louis and be ready to head downstream one day soon. The river marinas that we liked were 130 miles one way from the house. That along with the annual flooding problems on Mississippi made us consider the Lake of the Ozarks as an option for a year or two.

I was born near the Lake and spent many summers on the water there. Lots of good memories but like everywhere else it's changed. Some for the good but mostly bad. Paved roads good. Too many people bad.

Last December, after some research we visited the Village Marina. 74 miles door to door. Covered slip and no flooding.

Close and water conditions won out. We cut a deal.


                                             And....as soon as the check cleared we got a sign! 

Now.... if we could just get them to spell our name correct.

The real truth is these are the nicest most accommodating folks you could ask for.  They absolutely know how to make feel welcome. 

H-Dock Slip 1

14 x 36 slip, electricity, water, wifi and cable. Free washer and dryer in the private bath house.

I'm dreaming here... better get back to business.

Their trailer is identical to the hydraulic trailer we hauled Scout home with. No amnesia about the cost of the move. Soon to be a reality.

I'm ready to get back home and back to work.

But first lunch. It is a road trip after all and that's always my excuse for a greasy burger and fries. We headed around to the 'Strip' by Bagnell Dam. It's kinda like South Beach only with a hillbilly flare. The burger was greasy, no bikinis, bib overalls are still in style.


I really did go home and work on the boat yesterday.....and last night

                                                I dreamed I was there, in Hillbilly Heaven.