I think the day of the Stranded Naked Party we started to limp a little bit , but we soldiered on for this was supposed to be the mother of all parties .
1200 Cheeseburgers ,300 Hot Dogs,150 Pounds of French Fries and 100 Gallons of Rum punch and Margaritas each , plus everything required to set up a beach party with games and music on an uninhabited island and return it to pristine condition afterwards - WOW!!!!
All this was organized and paid for by a guy named Bobb Henderson , an American Cargo jet pilot , who lives on the houseboat” Stranded Naked “and followed the whole Regatta all the way to Hopetown with it.
When we arrived by dinghy on Fiddle Cay , the party was already in high gear . There were a gazillion of boats rafted up in a big semicircle around the beach and the line for the cheeseburgers reached far into the water . I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything more fun . We were all friends this day and even met Jess ,who’d spent the winter with her daughter and man in Boot Key Harbor .
Talking about Boot Key Harbor , I think I feel a “Stranded Naked Party” coming on….
No comments:
Post a Comment