This weekend we got snow on. Sunday, a few miles north of our harbor it snowed nearly a foot. We got a skiff, but it still snowed...

I spent most of the day working on the houseboat trailer. And it wasn't warm. Around 5 o'clock, I'm bolting down some alignment boards (Per HockeyFamily's suggestion, THANKS!)... To keep warm, I have on a T-shirt, then a long sleeved sweat shirt, then a beat up leather Chicago Bulls coat, and finally an old beat up, lined flannel jacket. I felt like the kid on 'Christmas Story', but I was warm. I checked the temp, it was 38°.
While I'm turning the ratchet, I hear-- a jet ski! Yup--there he is, wearing a swim suit and life jacket, is some guy out on an old stand-up jet ski! His friend was standing next to the truck and trailer watching him. He was dressed like ME, so I assume he wasn't waiting for his turn.
I guess he didn't die of hypothermia, I don't know. I had to go to Home Depot for hardware, they were gone when I got back.
It's supposed to get into the 70's again in a couple of days, I think I would've waited...
