HECTOR, New York - Saturday was the annual Peachy Dandy party on Hazlitt's Beach, which featured a sailboat race that wasn't quite as exciting as the one in the photo (a file shot of some Snipes in a late fall race. Note the crew attire).
But it was fun, even if we did tie for dead last. (So much for our racing prowess...)
Seneca Lake, which has featured nothing but hot sunny weather for the past month, and generally had great sailing winds, decided to bring up some thunderstorms, make the wind clock around about four times and finally just quit entirely as we were 100 feet from the finish line.
We still might have made it if we hadn't been hauling around a ton of seaweed wrapped around the keel and rudder - a fact we discovered when we tied to boat to the dock.
But the real purpose of the party was to celebrate the annual peach harvest with a rum concoction called a Peachy Dandy, a lime juice, rum and sliced peach drink whizzed through a blender.
Had Jimmy Buffet been a fan of these, Margaritaville might not be his signature song. Good Lord they are tasty.
It's very quiet around Casa Valois this morning. No talk of peaches, dancing, sailing and definitely not a word of discussion about who should have figured out about the seaweed.