Well, we did make it out on the boat Saturday, only to experience overcast skies and rain for most of the afternoon. Now, we tried to stay out and brave the day for as long as possible, but most of the group was ready to give up on the day by about 4pm. We slowly cruised back to the marina to drop most of the passengers off. See how excited everyone was...

You see...I was destermined to find blue skies and sun so myself and Cameron stayed on the boat in search of this mysterious "sun". While waiting for Tom to rejoin us on the boat and continue our search for the "sun", Cameron and I stumbled upon a small community of people who like to call their "village" Kinders. Well, not to disrespect the inhabitants of Kinders, we learned their ways and engaged in the libations that they served.
Once we regrouped with Tom, we found the boat pointing the right direction and in no time we reached our goal...the sun. We decided to float for some time before dropping anchor and enjoying the sunset. As you can see, with some chicken kabobs grilling on the Weber and a couple of cold ones in hand...the sunset is that much better (except the fact that one of the coolies has a stupid Cubs logo...GO CARDS!).
Post sunset, we decided to head back past the marina for one last float/drink of the night. With darkness upon us and beers still in hand, we began devising plans to pass the time away. As you can see below, we determined a viking funeral for the kabob sticks, napkins, foil, dorritos, and just about anything else we could find was the best way to end the night. Check it out as Cameron preps the ship and then watches it sail into the distance...
