Even though posting so long after the actual event makes these happenings kind of stale, I still like to document them nonetheless. This post covers July 3rd & 4th and our annual boat trip to Smithfield Station. As we normally do, we pulled out of the neighborhood early in the morning on the 3rd so that we could get to the marina before lunch and enjoy a full day there before the fireworks that evening.
After we got the boat all tied up and ate a quick lunch from food we packed, we headed to the pool. It's a rather small pool that can sometimes get crowded, but we always enjoy meeting other fellow boaters. Most of the gang on the pool deck in this picture are friends of ours that met us there.
The clouds did roll in at one point and drop some rain but it didn't scare us away from the pool and the storm passed quickly.
Another beautiful evening at Smithfield Station (we have been fortunate to have great weather most years)...
Patriotic Dad & Mom
The sunset at Smithfield Station seems to never disappoint
Relaxing on the dock in prime fireworks-watching seats
My view of the fireworks from the back of the boat...doesn't get much better!
Unlike many years in the past, this was a very short boat trip. We left in the morning to head back and celebrate the rest of the 4th closer to home.
What's left of the Idle/Ghost/Mothball/Reserve Fleet...
Hundreds of surplus ships used to be anchored in the James (about a 30 minute ride from our house) but because of the high likelihood that these ships were leaking harmful oils and chemicals into the water, the ships are being removed and disposed of gradually. It's hard to believe that there used to be too many for me to count as we rode by when I was little and now there's only a handful. If you ride some of the taller roller coasters at Busch Gardens you can see the ships from the top.
Tools on the boat...never a good sign
Halfway home we had some boat problems and, of course, Dad tried his best to fix it while we were floating. After a small engine fire (!) that scared me to death, we limped home slowly on only one motor.
It takes AWHILE to get home when you can only idle...I drove so that Dad could take a break. It's frustrating to have a broken boat but the weather was wonderful so we really didn't mind the longer ride to enjoy it.
We headed back early from Smithfield to make it to a cookout on the river. We intended to go by boat, which didn't exactly work out because of our earlier problems and delays, but at least we made it...
Never a bad sunset from their dock.
Because we still had things to unpack and a boat to take care of and we had seen fireworks on the 3rd, we decided against fireworks on the 4th. As we were putting the boat on the lift and covering it in our backyard in the dark that night, one of our neighbors across the water from us was setting off large fireworks right over our heads. They were so big and loud that I felt like I needed to duck each time they went off. We were a little unnerved by the size of them in our little neighborhood, but at least we did get to see real fireworks on the 4th!


























