Jeff Miller FB post

Jeff is on the first day of his fishing vacation. Jeff, a friend and
MY dog went for a brief venture in his new boat. They found a small
island, anchored, and walked ashore. (dog swam) Men fished, dog played
and frolicked with other dog...s. After about 2 hours, they headed
back to the boat.... found it sitting on dry land. It appears that
Jeff was unaware that large bodies of water have things called
"tides." Apparently, "tides" flow in and "tides" flow out and
sometimes when the "tide" flows out.... well, you and your friend and
your wife's dog are stuck in a boat on dry land for about 9 hours. And
when the sun goes down, it gets a bit chilly. I hope he will be with
you tomorrow. I also hope, for Jeff's sake, that MY dog is okay.

This is his wife, Rachel, signing off.

On Oct 10, 6:20*pm, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:
Jeff is on the first day of his fishing vacation. Jeff, a friend and
MY dog went for a brief venture in his new boat. They found a small
island, anchored, and walked ashore. (dog swam) Men fished, dog played
and frolicked with other dog...s. After about 2 hours, they headed
back to the boat.... found it sitting on dry land. It appears that
Jeff was unaware that large bodies of water have things called
"tides." Apparently, "tides" flow in and "tides" flow out and
sometimes when the "tide" flows out.... well, you and your friend and
your wife's dog are stuck in a boat on dry land for about 9 hours. And
when the sun goes down, it gets a bit chilly. I hope he will be with
you tomorrow. I also hope, for Jeff's sake, that MY dog is okay.

This is his wife, Rachel, signing off.

I'm thinking this beats the Millheim duck incident.
Frank Reid

On Oct 10, 7:21*pm, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:
On Oct 10, 6:20*pm, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:

Jeff is on the first day of his fishing vacation. Jeff, a friend and
MY dog went for a brief venture in his new boat. They found a small
island, anchored, and walked ashore. (dog swam) Men fished, dog played
and frolicked with other dog...s. After about 2 hours, they headed
back to the boat.... found it sitting on dry land. It appears that
Jeff was unaware that large bodies of water have things called
"tides." Apparently, "tides" flow in and "tides" flow out and
sometimes when the "tide" flows out.... well, you and your friend and
your wife's dog are stuck in a boat on dry land for about 9 hours. And
when the sun goes down, it gets a bit chilly. I hope he will be with
you tomorrow. I also hope, for Jeff's sake, that MY dog is okay.

This is his wife, Rachel, signing off.

I'm thinking this beats the Millheim duck incident.
Frank Reid

yup, i'd agree frank. running down pilchards, terns, and sand crabs is
much more difficult...and punishing...than a highway-waddling duck.
they're much craftier too. if the damn ducks had lured me to a
building, i'd probably just now be getting out of the pa jails.

and for all those with sage advice...i'm well aware of tides.
sometimes they move a bit quicker than one who is distracted by
schools of red drum from the distant side of the island appreciates.
also, made the mistake of thinking my fellow manunkind might move the
anchors and boats if necessary while we were away. still, if one has
to be stranded on a sandy island for 6 hours, i reckon it wasn't so
bad. of course, ginger or maryanne would have been preferable
companions. joe was none too happy...until i reminded him he was a co-
defendant. nice sunset though. to top things off, my nav lights
didn't work (i don't go out in the dark) and the trip in to harkers
island doesn't have as many zigs and zags around buoys at night as are
required in the daytime. G. Photos to follow...at some point.
anyway, it was another adventure and couldn't have been a better
location to be stuck. i am familiar with the deep water, the tides,
the sloughs, and most of the grains of sand on shark island now
though...so, another lesson learned without any injury except to my
pride, and that quit functioning long ago.

jeff

On 2010-10-12 08:27:39 -0400, jeff miller said:

On Oct 10, 7:21*pm, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:
On Oct 10, 6:20*pm, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:

Jeff is on the first day of his fishing vacation. Jeff, a friend and
MY dog went for a brief venture in his new boat. They found a small
island, anchored, and walked ashore. (dog swam) Men fished, dog played
and frolicked with other dog...s. After about 2 hours, they headed
back to the boat.... found it sitting on dry land. It appears that
Jeff was unaware that large bodies of water have things called
"tides." Apparently, "tides" flow in and "tides" flow out and
sometimes when the "tide" flows out.... well, you and your friend and
your wife's dog are stuck in a boat on dry land for about 9 hours. And
when the sun goes down, it gets a bit chilly. I hope he will be with
you tomorrow. I also hope, for Jeff's sake, that MY dog is okay.

This is his wife, Rachel, signing off.

I'm thinking this beats the Millheim duck incident.
Frank Reid

yup, i'd agree frank. running down pilchards, terns, and sand crabs is
much more difficult...and punishing...than a highway-waddling duck.
they're much craftier too. if the damn ducks had lured me to a
building, i'd probably just now be getting out of the pa jails.

and for all those with sage advice...i'm well aware of tides.
sometimes they move a bit quicker than one who is distracted by
schools of red drum from the distant side of the island appreciates.
also, made the mistake of thinking my fellow manunkind might move the
anchors and boats if necessary while we were away. still, if one has
to be stranded on a sandy island for 6 hours, i reckon it wasn't so
bad. of course, ginger or maryanne would have been preferable
companions. joe was none too happy...until i reminded him he was a co-
defendant. nice sunset though. to top things off, my nav lights
didn't work (i don't go out in the dark) and the trip in to harkers
island doesn't have as many zigs and zags around buoys at night as are
required in the daytime. G. Photos to follow...at some point.
anyway, it was another adventure and couldn't have been a better
location to be stuck. i am familiar with the deep water, the tides,
the sloughs, and most of the grains of sand on shark island now
though...so, another lesson learned without any injury except to my
pride, and that quit functioning long ago.

jeff

To hell with you and Joe and the boat and the fish. d;o) How's the *dog*?

Dave

On Tue, 12 Oct 2010 05:27:39 -0700 (PDT), jeff miller
wrote:

On Oct 10, 7:21*pm, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:
On Oct 10, 6:20*pm, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:

Jeff is on the first day of his fishing vacation. Jeff, a friend and
MY dog went for a brief venture in his new boat. They found a small
island, anchored, and walked ashore. (dog swam) Men fished, dog played
and frolicked with other dog...s. After about 2 hours, they headed
back to the boat.... found it sitting on dry land. It appears that
Jeff was unaware that large bodies of water have things called
"tides." Apparently, "tides" flow in and "tides" flow out and
sometimes when the "tide" flows out.... well, you and your friend and
your wife's dog are stuck in a boat on dry land for about 9 hours. And
when the sun goes down, it gets a bit chilly. I hope he will be with
you tomorrow. I also hope, for Jeff's sake, that MY dog is okay.

This is his wife, Rachel, signing off.

I'm thinking this beats the Millheim duck incident.
Frank Reid

yup, i'd agree frank. running down pilchards, terns, and sand crabs is
much more difficult...and punishing...than a highway-waddling duck.
they're much craftier too. if the damn ducks had lured me to a
building, i'd probably just now be getting out of the pa jails.

and for all those with sage advice...i'm well aware of tides.
sometimes they move a bit quicker than one who is distracted by
schools of red drum from the distant side of the island appreciates.

Ah, so this was one of those sneaky small islands with vastly differing tides on
each side...maybe next time you should beach the boat on the downhill side of
the island...

TC,
R

also, made the mistake of thinking my fellow manunkind might move the
anchors and boats if necessary while we were away. still, if one has
to be stranded on a sandy island for 6 hours, i reckon it wasn't so
bad. of course, ginger or maryanne would have been preferable
companions. joe was none too happy...until i reminded him he was a co-
defendant. nice sunset though. to top things off, my nav lights
didn't work (i don't go out in the dark) and the trip in to harkers
island doesn't have as many zigs and zags around buoys at night as are
required in the daytime. G. Photos to follow...at some point.
anyway, it was another adventure and couldn't have been a better
location to be stuck. i am familiar with the deep water, the tides,
the sloughs, and most of the grains of sand on shark island now
though...so, another lesson learned without any injury except to my
pride, and that quit functioning long ago.

jeff

"jeff miller" wrote
and for all those with sage advice...i'm well aware of tides.
sometimes they move a bit quicker than one who is distracted by
schools of red drum from the distant side of the island appreciates.
also, made the mistake of thinking my fellow manunkind might move the
anchors and boats if necessary while we were away.
(snip)
the grains of sand on shark island now
though...so, another lesson learned without any injury except to my
pride, and that quit functioning long ago.

jeff

ahh, shark oi-land, i know it well. jim, plaintiff #2, the kids, and i
roamed all over the damned thing, years ago. very instructive, very wild.
but, as i recall, pretty darn small. i could swear i could see the entire
circumference. oh, well, maybe that was at hoigh toide. isn't it right
smack in the middle of very rough seas amongst the shoals?
anyways, thanks for a new high water mark for "hilarious"...

yfitp
wayno(wow, i wish i were there)

On Tue, 12 Oct 2010 05:27:39 -0700 (PDT), jeff miller
wrote:

On Oct 10, 7:21*pm, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:
On Oct 10, 6:20*pm, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:

Jeff is on the first day of his fishing vacation. Jeff, a friend and
MY dog went for a brief venture in his new boat. They found a small
island, anchored, and walked ashore. (dog swam) Men fished, dog played
and frolicked with other dog...s. After about 2 hours, they headed
back to the boat.... found it sitting on dry land. It appears that
Jeff was unaware that large bodies of water have things called
"tides." Apparently, "tides" flow in and "tides" flow out and
sometimes when the "tide" flows out.... well, you and your friend and
your wife's dog are stuck in a boat on dry land for about 9 hours. And
when the sun goes down, it gets a bit chilly. I hope he will be with
you tomorrow. I also hope, for Jeff's sake, that MY dog is okay.

This is his wife, Rachel, signing off.

I'm thinking this beats the Millheim duck incident.
Frank Reid

yup, i'd agree frank. running down pilchards, terns, and sand crabs is
much more difficult...and punishing...than a highway-waddling duck.
they're much craftier too. if the damn ducks had lured me to a
building, i'd probably just now be getting out of the pa jails.

and for all those with sage advice...i'm well aware of tides.
sometimes they move a bit quicker than one who is distracted by
schools of red drum from the distant side of the island appreciates.
also, made the mistake of thinking my fellow manunkind might move the
anchors and boats if necessary while we were away. still, if one has
to be stranded on a sandy island for 6 hours, i reckon it wasn't so
bad. of course, ginger or maryanne would have been preferable
companions. joe was none too happy...until i reminded him he was a co-
defendant. nice sunset though. to top things off, my nav lights
didn't work (i don't go out in the dark) and the trip in to harkers
island doesn't have as many zigs and zags around buoys at night as are
required in the daytime. G. Photos to follow...at some point.
anyway, it was another adventure and couldn't have been a better
location to be stuck. i am familiar with the deep water, the tides,
the sloughs, and most of the grains of sand on shark island now
though...so, another lesson learned without any injury except to my
pride, and that quit functioning long ago.

jeff

s**it happens!
You can plan for the best but...

When we lived in NH I went to a restaurant by boat in Southern Maine
I had to wait at least 4 hours for the tides to let me out

I have also put my boat in the water TWICE w/o the plug
Once OK!
But twice???

Fred

I have never gone into the water with the plug out and never had tides
strand me. Then again, my inflatable giraffe without the plug gets
kinda limp and I can always walk.
Frank Reid

On Tue, 12 Oct 2010 18:06:07 -0700 (PDT), Frank Reid © 2010
wrote:

I have never gone into the water with the plug out and never had tides
strand me. Then again,

my inflatable giraffe without the plug

Opulence...you has it...

gets kinda limp and I can always walk.

I bet walking is much easier if your giraffe is limp...

TC,
R

Frank Reid

On Oct 12, 7:27*am, jeff miller wrote:
On Oct 10, 7:21*pm, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:





On Oct 10, 6:20*pm, Frank Reid © 2010 wrote:

Jeff is on the first day of his fishing vacation. Jeff, a friend and
MY dog went for a brief venture in his new boat. They found a small
island, anchored, and walked ashore. (dog swam) Men fished, dog played
and frolicked with other dog...s. After about 2 hours, they headed
back to the boat.... found it sitting on dry land. It appears that
Jeff was unaware that large bodies of water have things called
"tides." Apparently, "tides" flow in and "tides" flow out and
sometimes when the "tide" flows out.... well, you and your friend and
your wife's dog are stuck in a boat on dry land for about 9 hours. And
when the sun goes down, it gets a bit chilly. I hope he will be with
you tomorrow. I also hope, for Jeff's sake, that MY dog is okay.

This is his wife, Rachel, signing off.

I'm thinking this beats the Millheim duck incident.
Frank Reid

yup, i'd agree frank. running down pilchards, terns, and sand crabs is
much more difficult...and punishing...than a highway-waddling duck.
they're much craftier too. if the damn ducks had lured me to a
building, i'd probably just now be getting out of the pa jails.

and for all those with sage advice...i'm well aware of tides.
sometimes they move a bit quicker than one who is distracted by
schools of red drum from the distant side of the island appreciates.
also, made the mistake of thinking my fellow manunkind might move the
anchors and boats if necessary while we were away. *still, if one has
to be stranded on a sandy island for 6 hours, i reckon it wasn't so
bad. of course, ginger or maryanne would have been preferable
companions. joe was none too happy...until i reminded him he was a co-
defendant. *nice sunset though. *to top things off, my nav lights
didn't work (i don't go out in the dark) and the trip in to harkers
island doesn't have as many zigs and zags around buoys at night as are
required in the daytime. G. *Photos to follow...at some point.
anyway, it was another adventure and couldn't have been a better
location to be stuck. *i am familiar with the deep water, the tides,
the sloughs, and most of the grains of sand on shark island now
though...

Same thing happened to me at Grandfather Rapids a few years ago.
Tides come up FAST in rivers!

And the fukkers leave ya for dead.

so, another lesson learned without any injury except to my
pride, and that quit functioning long ago.

Pride. Overpriced and grossly overrated.

I have found no use for it. Reminds me of dignity.....or calf brains.

giles