The mate was a mighty sailin' man, the Skipper brave and sure. Five passengers set sail that day for a three hour tour. A three hour tour.
The weather started getting rough, the tiny ship was tossed. If not for the courage of the fearless crew, the Minnow would be lost. The Minnow would be lost. 
The ship set ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle, with Gilligan, the Skipper too, the Millionaire and his wife, the movie star, the Professor and Mary Ann, here on Gilligan's Isle.
The Gilligan's Island theme song was written by Sherwood Schwartz and George Wyle. Mary Ann was always my favorite character in the show, who was yours? This blog isn't really about Gilligan's Island. It's about the crazy boat ride that we took at the cabin this weekend. It's a little boat, just perfect for a nice adventure on the river. We (Billy) checked the gas, there seemed to be enough...but we decided to go upstream just in case. I'm glad that we did! We got to see "Tin Can Island" that is pictured above. Year by year it has been getting smaller. The river was really high, which seems strange since they are suffering from a drought in the area...but the height is controlled by a dam and they are keeping all the water that they can on the upper half of the river. I'm not sure why....but it was high and not moving very much.
After circling around "Tin Can Island" we noticed something swimming along the Minnesota shore...we watched as it left the water and went up the bank into a bush. Can you tell what it is? I know that my pictures aren't very good of what we saw...but at least it's proof....we saw a beaver!
He was a big beaver! He (or she) was really dark, almost black. It went up into a bush and came back with a nice branch in its mouth. These were taken on it's way back into the river. It gave us the eye....
...and then decided to swim out around us with its branch. It could cover a lot of ground (I should say water) in a big hurry!
A few minutes later the grass on the bank started to wiggle again and out came another beaver. This one was almost red in color. It followed the path of the first one, around the boat and headed upstream. This one didn't have a stick. Sorry about the photos, it was getting dark and I was using my zoom, from a moving boat. :-)
We were feeling pretty excited about seeing the beavers, it's sort of a rare thing so it was pretty special. Trouble was it was starting to get a little darker than we liked, and we had a ways to go to get back to the cabin. That's OK, we'll just open it up and go fast! Good plan...sputter, sputter, sputter....silence. Oh no, out of gas! Bummer. That's OK, we are upstream and we have oars and two teenage boys to row for us. All is not lost.Row row row your boat, gently down the stream....merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily life is but a dream. Looks like Brian is thinking it was a nightmare! We were pretty far from the cabin! But then Eric started thinking, maybe, just maybe we can tip the gas tank up just a little bit so the little bit of gas and its fumes can get to the motor and we can make it back.
I knew there was a reason I married a smart guy! It started!! We motored all the way back to the cabin and arrived just in time to see the beautiful red sunset over the water. Our little boat ride ended up being a nice little adventure...but thankfully not a three hour tour.
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale....And if you are singing the Gilligan's Island theme for the next few hours, it's not my fault! :-)
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