Summer forshadowing

The best mornings

This is a day on the dock story.  This is a comparatively uneventful tale but it started the summer and I feel it should be told.  The season really started on May 22nd when the first Waggoner flotilla filled up the dock.    My radio sounded into action as the first boat drifted in out of the mist.  I was ready on the end of the dock as they pulled in passing me a midship line.  Eliot and I sprang into action.  When all the boats were in and tied securely to the dock I couldn’t help but think how incredibly well the first busy spell of the season went.  It was still too early for the restaurant to be open but that didn’t stop them they came up that evening anyways with a potluck while we provided bar service (well I washed dishes).  It was an intro to the summer, a foreshadowing of what was to come and after that we dove straight into the season.