Don’t I look like the cat that ate the canary??

This past weekend we sailed somewhere new for our friend Ted’s birthday.

It was a warm and windy day. This time the winds were in our favor to get to the park and back quickly. The minute Ted, Cindy, and I stepped on the boat we all curled up and fell asleep. That just shows how much we trusted Paul to get us through the wind and waves.

Sometimes I take for granted the beauty of my home state. I could’ve stayed in one spot and took pictures for hours.

But my friends would’ve left without me!

Paul keeps an eye on his sailboat from the scenic overlook above.

Then I had a carefree moment on the ledge disregarding the large drop off behind me.