Our Sunday afternoon at the lake had begun about as quietly as it possibly could. We ate lunch on the sun porch, read the Sunday paper, and then we both propped our feet up for a little Sunday afternoon nap. About the time our eyelids were closing, Ted’s cell phone rang.
Sally, our friend and neighbor up the ri’vah, said, “Ted, there’s a yellow waverunner floating in the middle of the lake in front of our house, and nobody’s on it. Ed is on his way home from Albany, but I’m worried someone might have fallen off. Can you come check it out?” I threw on a couple of layers over my sweatshirt, grabbed my earmuffs, and rushed out the door behind Ted, Maddie and Bear.
Even though Sally hadn’t seen anyone in the water, it’s the first thing you think of in these circumstances. I haven’t seen anyone out on a waverunner in months – it’s just been too cold. But some brave soul with cabin fever might have decided to try it today – the sun was shining, and it was a little warmer. Still too cold (as far as I was concerned) to be out on the water, but a lot of people aren’t as wimpy as I am – so it needed to be checked out.
Once we were underway, I wished I had added more layers and thrown a blanket on the boat. It was cold, especially traveling as fast as we could get the pontoon to go.
We covered the two miles between our house and Sally and Ed’s in about 10 minutes, and spotted the waverunner bobbing in the waves – almost in the direct center of the lake.
We pulled up to the waverunner, and Ted noticed that the tie-up rope was wrapped around its mirror. We saw no one in the water, but Ted called our county Sheriff’s office and reported the abandoned machine. They promised to send a deputy right out, and Ted told them he would tow it to Sally and Ed’s house, and we would meet him there.
When we pulled up to the dock, Ted and Sally pulled the waverunner to the side and tied it off.
By now Ed was home, and the deputy had arrived from Americus. He got the registration number off the waverunner and called it in to his office, who reported that the owner lived only four houses down from Sally and Ed. The deputy tried calling the house, but no one answered. He left to go check things out, and in the meantime Ed got on the waverunner and, using the paddle off our boat, manuvered it around to his lift and hoisted it out of the water.
It was only a few minutes later that the deputy returned with the owner of the waverunner. She had no idea it was missing, having last seen it tied up in her boathouse. She was one surprised lady! Ed lowered it back off the lift, and she drove it home – a very happy ending to the adventure!
As I walked across the yard, going down to the dock to get on our boat, the deputy passed me coming up from the dock. He said, “You need to go down there and look after those two. One of them is probably going in the water before it’s over.” As I got to the dock I saw what he meant. Somehow Ed or Ted (I never did find out who) had managed to drop the paddle in the water. Ted was hanging over the edge, trying to hold on to his hat and fish the paddle out at the same time – without falling in.
We called for Maddie to “come on, let’s go home”, and she came flying.
We all boarded, and Ed cast us off.
The header today is the beautiful full moon this weekend over our lake. Here’s two more.