A right way and a wrong way to do everything ...

When you go to the big city, even close to the big city, nerve wracking traffic is a matter of life. This was my fourth trip to the St. Louis area and like every one of the others, it became a pain in the butt as soon as we drew within the environs of the metro area.  I hate driving in intense traffic, especially when it seems everyone is running seventy-five with a cell phone to their ear.  Finally, returning home, we found a better way.

Bob's Babe is the 1970 Kingscraft 44 river houseboat I bought last September. She's been under renovation all winter and is just about ready to go back in the water.

If you're old enough to remember the early 70s, you might remember a "double truck" magazine ad from the period that featured a King 44 high on plane, throwing a huge wake and pulling three waterskiers.

I first saw that ad in the barber's chair at the post PX. As I was looking at it, the barber leaned over my shoulder and said, "she's a big old gal, ain't she?" I agreed, and said aloud that "one of these days I'm gonna' get one of those things, just for the novelty of skiing behind a houseboat."