Woke up this morning to another beautiful day. I was set to clear some brush from the shoreline around the Cottage with Mike, but first we had to run into town and pick up 'Little Bear', the tiny Boston Whaler. 'Little Bear' was restored over the winter and she looked and drove great on the way back to Grindstone.
I hopped out at Rockledge to talk to Mike and get ready to clear. We headed over to the cottage and Mike told me that the neighbors took Olive (our pig) home the night before. Apparently, while we were out running errands, Olive was lonely and heard some people lying out on the floating yellow raft in the river. She decided to jump in and swim to the raft. The neighbors got a good scare because they had no idea what was swimming toward them in the water. She hung out at their house for a few hours and they escorted her home at nightfall. She is one crazy pig.
We spent the afternoon clearing the shoreline, and we now have a much expanded view of the water from the cottage. Kerry made a great dinner with homemade bread made from Pabst Blue Ribbon beer. It was awesome.
Black River Race tomorrow!
Go Olive, you're just like Clover, she loved to swim.
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