The Island Trip that Never Was

We decided to head out to Horn Island Sunday. It was really windy and rough. Once we got good and on our way I pulled the plug. It wasn’t the huge wake that soaked us all that scared me, but the comments Scott made afterward about the dangers of losing power and not heading straight into those big waves that could really cause us some trouble. That was it. Nope. Not going. Turn it around. Not worth it. The boys wanted to throw me overboard right then. I didn’t care. I made it up to them. We spent the rest of the day in the pool.