MOM is starting to chuckle.

I'ffn I was good at rhyming stuff I would turn a true life adventure regarding a folboat, and F250, mangrove mud flats, and what happens when you park said F250, overloaded with gear and craftshow stuff, on mangrove flats, while you mount a sail on said folboat and mess around for 6 hours in Sugarloaf Sound, into somethin' at least as thrilling as "the Wreck of Old 97."














Except, in our case, nobody died.