TandG

I spent nearly two weeks with Tari and Gordy. Not much happened; it was a much needed rest after being on the go for three weeks. Besides, I had to take care of the brutal cold I caught due to getting far too chilled in Orlando and St. Augustine. One day Tari and I went shopping and another day I did a lot of running around doing stuff that needed doing (post office, oil change, new coach battery). Other than that, I just hung out at Tari's, took Hope for a few walks around the neighborhood, and caught up with three weeks of e-mails.

Here's a picture of Hope and Mosamo waiting to go outside:

On the last day of my visit, Gordy took us out on the boat. We went down to Marco Island and around the other islands off the shore of Naples.

I think these are osprey. There was a nest on nearly every channel sign:

This is THE party island. There were boats along the beach almost as far as you could see.

Spending the day out on the water made me miss my boat. Not enough to wish I could afford to buy one, but I still had twinges of a broken heart.

As is my usual mode of operation, I did not have much luck with my camera. At least I remembered to bring it with me. Whenever I tried to take a picture of something that was worthy of picture-taking, it either passed too fast -- or -- as with my luck, my battery died.

We saw a lot of dolphins and a pair came up and surfaced directly in front of the boat. I tried to get a video of a pelican flying overhead. He dove down into the water, again, directly in front of the boat. The best thing we saw was a stingray jump up out of the water. Tari saw it first and as she was telling us about it, I saw it jump again. That's a sight I would have never had the fortune to get a picture of.