Crow Lake Bar Wars!

Our dock has a girlfriend!

It's spring time, so that's the only logical explanation.

Christine went to Crow Lake last Thursday night (she wasn't working Friday) while I was out of town.  She got out of the car and thought that our floating dock looked better than ever!

As it should;  it wasn't actually ours.

The previous weekend, a group of 20-somethings had a little get together a few doors down (a place they  call The Crow Bar...we dig that).  No problem, we didn't really hear much from them, but they did enjoy the lake a fair bit.  But probably as a result of much diving and climbing on their floating dock, the anchor must have gotten dislodged somewhat and their dock began to slowly drift away.

Now it's on our property (or more accurately, in front of it).  The worst part of this situation is that it underscores how sad our floating dock looks right now.  It has a leak in the floater on one side so it's all tilted.  Something else that's on the to-do list.

It's not a priority though.  We've got plenty of water toys, big and small, including this swell guy that I found again on Sunday:

It's the Ahh-Qua Bar!  Get it?  We have a bar of our own!  Go straight to hell, Crow Bar!

The sun glare makes it hard to see properly, but the white dots are drink holders (there are 12 in total) and the spot where Christine's hands are is for bowls of chips, salsa, fried tofu cubes (*ahem*), whatever.  There's a loop under the central part so that you can tie it down and avoid having it float off on you.

So swim on up!  You just have to pronounce it properly.  Ahh-Qua bar.  Work on that.