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Desert Island Mistake

Did I ever tell you about the time I was stranded on a desert island?” asked my companion. “Uh, no, you never told me that one,” I answered. I started to gather my stuff, car keys, cell phone, purse and book. I never leave home without a book. “Where are you going? Sit down, sit down. You have time to hear this one.” Trapped. He was right. I did have the time. I settled back down. We were on his boat, the Bella Luna, rocking gently and safely in her berth. “OK, I have the time, but only if you have the wine,” I answered. “My Gretchen always keeps the larder stocked with wine, no problem there.” He poured me a glass of red, deep and dark. Then, he settled back into his deck chair swirling his own glass...

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The Mayor of Port Matilda

I’m sitting on a most unusual dock. It starts off narrow, and gets wider and wider, until, at the water end, it measures about 20 feet in width. The narrow portion is about 10 feet in width. Out here, at the end, rests a cabin. Not a boathouse, not a picnic area, but a cabin...

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JuneBug 30

Different families make memories in different ways. Some folks have picnics and reunions, some take group vacations, some play board games or go to museums...

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Ahoy Matey, and All that Stuff

Everybody has a hobby. We all know folks who collect stuff. I have friends who collect such diverse things as cars, buttons and orchids. I have other friends whose hobbies are doing stuff. Some of them ride bikes, some of them cook, some of them break boards with their hands or feet. Often times, hobbies come with issues. If you collect cars, where do you park them? Buttons, how do you organize your collection? If you love to bake, do you also need to love to jog to work off the calories? If you break boards, do you also need to collect ice cubes or Ben-Gay? But some folks go a wee bit overboard with their hobbies, don’t you think? I mean, it is a hobby, so it should be a source or pleasure and relaxation. But it’s easy to slip into overboard-land. An...

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Turning to Thoughts of Love

Ah, springtime, when a young man’s heart turns to thoughts of love. Or water. Or maybe the man is a Black Lab? Wait, let me explain. I’ve been on the lookout for a new (to me) sailboat. I needed something that could comfortably hold us for a day on the lake. No sleepovers, no Circle Route, no circumnavigating the globe. Just a nice, fun-sized boat. So, when you look for something, you tend to find it. That seems to be the trouble with shopping. Once the looking begins, it’s pretty much a done deal. Anyhow, I shopped online and off-line. For years, I’ve thought that boats under full sail have to be one of the loveliest sites on the water. While I’d love to write that I fell in love with that Hunter 46 or was totally enraptured with...

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Pam McDanolds has been writing "Running In Fog," a humorous look at our favorite pastime, since 2007. In her family are two kids, a black lab named Captain Nemo, a powerboat and a sailboat. Illustrations by John R. "Jack" Cassady.




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