On the way there we stopped at “The Indians” to snorkel a bit at the reef. Not much else to do there but grab a mooring and snorkel, great spot!
Once at Norman, we got our mooring, got settled, had some drinks and started thinking about the night at Willy T’s. I took a dinghy ride with Captain G around the harbor, called the “Bight”,and we stopped at some shops on shore. Walking back to the dingy, I was looking backwards at the moon and walked straight off the side of the dock! I skinned my knee and felt like an idiot, it was pretty hysterical though. We laughed all the way back to the boat!
The sun had set and we could hear the ruckus at the floating bar just waiting for us. We all put on our Sunday (bar) best and dingy’d over. One of our crew, we’ll call him Gold Member (GM, to protect his identity), was donning tight, gold, mini briefs, a beach hat, sunglasses, an arm light and a whistle. Before we even reached the bar people were already hollering for him. GM was definitely the star of the show that night. He kept close to his wife, “DD”, at all times to make sure that certain assumptions were promptly squashed. He also managed to make a few bucks tucked into his gold skivies!
GM wasn’t the only one having fun! The ladies of our crew had a bit of their own fun as well. “DD” jumped off the back of the Willy T, “Sailor Suz” and “SEO” ended up behind the bar making shots, doing shots, and getting tatooed (you’ll have to google that one), and the rest of us just kept dancing!
Little did we know that at some point in the night another crew member, we’ll call him “Chuck McFlannery” (I’ll explain the naming in later posts), had disappeared on the dinghy to change his outfit to something more interesting too. Once on the boat, we found out later, he didn’t tie the dinghy off tight enough and it drifted away on him. Coming back up from the cabin he noticed it wasn’t there and stripped down to chase the escaping floater. He dried off and came back to the party in full redneck garb. Classic!!
All in all a great night. I didn’t quite remember the dinghy ride back to the boat until I saw photographic evidence of said activity. Once back at the boat everyone ended up jumping in the water … in the buff.
What a great start to our vacation!