As reported, we arrived in Vero yesterday.
and,
guess what?
Our former buddy boater Tom Butz greeted us with "Hail to the Chief" playing on his Bose speaker when we pulled up to the fuel dock.
and then we went for happy hour...
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Along the way:
More dead boats...
This bugger was in same place when we passed in 2014...which shows you that boats never die, they just slowly fade away. .
A totally adorable ICW restaurant...
A mansion and an ugly duckling...
Something my mother, Yuba, would design on a napkin
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I forgot to mention....
We came to a place that looked something like this and realized that. We are lost. Yes, lost on the Intracoastal Waterway. Thoughts of the African Queen. When were we going to run out of water and find ourselves in the weeds? "Mr. Allnut, where, indeed, are we?"
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This is son Jim's contribution for the end of a long journey (as in two months to get to Vero)
And, then there's this...
Sign in a local wine store: No good story starts with a salad.
That's all folks...
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