We’re super busy having as much fun as possible this summer. Makes it hard to find time to write.
Mike and I surf on opposite sides behind the boat so we thought we’d see if we could do it at the same time. We put Mike’s rope a few feet behind mine so we wouldn’t pull up at the same spot. One time when we were pulling up, the rope slipped out of Mike’s hand and nearly decapitated me as it slung forward. And I was worried we’d run into each other, or over each other. For the record, no one was hurt. This time.
In this one, it appears Mike has more faith than I do. Walking on water. Or levitating. Either way.
