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Sunday, January 10, 2016
Guns and grub
Some days you never know where you are going to end up. I connected with my buddy in the Punta Gorda area. He'd planned on going to a gun and knife show, and asked if I wanted to go along. Sure, why not? After all, who knows how long they will be allowed to go on?
So we checked out the gun and knife show. I'm always willing to look at interesting guns. Did I buy anything? Heck now. I'm on a boat. Where the heck am I going to put stuff -especially valuable metal things that rust. Actually, I pretty much have what I want for guns. There are a few pieces that I wouldn't mind having in my collection, for the right price. Nobody had anything that interested me at any price.
I wouldn't mind having a Mossberg Mariner, but I can wait until I get back to New Hampshire. It's the land of no sales tax.
My buddy also gave me a lift to Publix, so I had a chance to stock up our supplies. This is a great marina, but the grocery store is just far enough away to be a long walk. Much better to have a ride, then I don't mind buying heavy things.
We've got to figure out if we will try and stay another day or if we will head out. Our plan is to go back to the bayou anchorage for a bit. There we will do some more work on the boat while waiting for favorable winds.
I live in an area of NH known as the Great North Woods. I'm in my dome-i-cile out in the county with my lovely wife and a varying number of family and friends
-part red neck, part hippie but all country. Experimenting and enjoying the adventure of life.