So let's reminisce about those early days...
On our maiden voyage (with title in hand), Chris and I bought a bottle of cheap champagne to christen the place. We slammed it on the deck, and busted one of the rotten boards.
Chris then threw it against the furnace with all his might. (Them bottles are thick!)
Finally, I just popped the damn thing.
We let out a few hoots and hollers, and got to work.
For me, a surprising thing happened. Not inner peace, exactly, but a deep calm. The cleanup job was so absolutely daunting that there was no need to rush or panic or do anything else but start pecking away at it.
After a few clean-up cruises, we took out out three TVs, a microwave and countless bags of glass, plastic and tin cans and hauled them back to the Twin Cities to recycle.
To the Polk County recycling center, we delivered 22 pounds of aluminum, for which they paid us $11.88. At the same time, we also dropped off two tires, which cost us $6.75. (Net gain: $5.13)
Our friend Mike came out and hauled away a good bit of the scrap we'd put in a pile.
Before Mike:
After Mike:
Happy Mike. And a little more love for Loveless.
With the cleanup before us, Chris and I made a few rules.
First, we would ALWAYS make time to play and enjoy the lake.
Actually, that's our only rule.
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