Airplane!

I'm up at the lake, and was just sitting at the kitchen table with Jinnie when we heard the strangest sound. When she asked me what it was I looked out the window and responded in a casual tone, "An airplane." It took Jinnie about 5 seconds to register what I had actually said and double take for indeed, a small seaplane had chipped its prop and been forced to land on our beach. Quite an adventure it was!

After awhile it had to putter down 7 cabins to Gary Fry's beach so he could pull it up further out of the water. The poor guy's from Sandpoint and has to wait for his wife to come pick him up and then return tomorrow with a new part.