Pace on Earth

Rock Island Blues

2009 Provincial "D" Division Champs*

My first trip to Grand Mannan was an overwhelming success. We hit the road at 7 from Freddy and were assured that was plenty of time to make the 9pm ferry in Black's Harbour. After stopping for gas, we made it on the boat as they were closing the gate. The ferry ride was dark and uneventful. I did find it very interesting, though, that the pictures on the walls of the ferry halls showed pictures of the boat cresting a huge swell or burying it's bow in another swell's face. The pictures of the ferries in BC were always of bright sunny days and calm seas. Luckily we had fine weather.

We arrived at our cottages at 11 or so and had a feed and refreshed ourselves for the big games to come. We played first at 1:30 and got our asses kicked. We played again at 5:30 and got our asses kicked. It would seem we need some more practice. We drowned our sorrows in a lobster pot and a couple of kegs of beer. That made for a great final game at 9am on Sunday. We got beat again. Nevertheless it was a great time and should be the first of many tourneys for the Capital City Butchers.

We went back to the cottages after game 3 and cleaned out the fridge. We were again assured that we would be fine leaving the cottage at 3 to catch the 3:30 ferry. We made it but Fitz's truck did not - and he was the one giving us all these assurances. I think he secretly wanted to stay.

Good times.

Pace out.

*Note - May or may not be true.

posted by Vitamin S @ 6:29 p.m.