It was a beautiful day, so I took myself out to lunch. The spot I had in mind doesn't take reservations, but I went anyway, hoping there'd be room. I launched and headed up the river to the beach I'd reserved, in my head at least...
Under the bridges and out on the lake.
A perfectly calm lake awaited me...
Almost there. It should be just around the corner...
Yes! Not a soul about. I'll enjoy a quiet, leisurely lunch lanqushing by the lake...
It turned out Wilson was there. I don't know why. He never spoke the whole time I was there. Typical. Anyway, it was a perfect lunch, cheese, nuts, hard cider, quiet.
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Looks absolutely magnificent! Especially the cider.... haha!
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