Yesterday my family and I went to Belle Isle. The sizzling heat of the mid day called for a cool dip in the river. I thought roasting up some hot dogs and burgers would add a little fun to the day. The experience turned out to be one that I will never forget. As we arrived at the beach parking lot about three in the afternoon… after work. Just as we began taking our supplies from the car the winds picked up. They started about 30 miles and hour and picked up to at least 60 miles an hour by the time we had unloaded the car.
We tried to lie out blankets... they got caught in the wind and drug the younger children about like they were being pulled about on a sled pulled. We tried everything we could to anchor them the cooler, bags, and boxes even a table with out much luck. The winds tossed everything about making fun impossible. The children didn’t miss a stroke they did their thing they splashed about in the water having a grand time. It looked like fun bobbing about dunking each other laughing and playing.
In the mean time their mother and I tried to start fire and get things up and going, but we were too busy chasing our personal belongings along the beach. After about an hour of that fun the winds subsided and we started the fire. We put the top on the grill to let the fire burn a bit while we sat back and enjoyed a tall cool can of Bud Ice.
Mean while back at the grill… I placed several packages of hot dogs on the grill seasoned up and pressed our some hamburger patties. Just as I was about to put the burgers on the grill the winds picked up sprinkling on the first grill. Since I do not like the taste of sand I quickly washed off the dogs and put them back on the grill. This time I laid some foil on top of them and replaced the top. They were safe from the sand.
This is when things really got funny. I’m sitting there chillin talking to my daughter enjoying the mood when I look up and see one of their kids at the family gathering next to us leave the top off the grill and run off toward the water. All of the sudden a school of sea gulls dive-bomb their grill. They are snatching hot dogs off the grill fighting each other for the privilege and scaring the hell out of the kids.
In frenzy the adults scamper about screaming fanning things at the birds trying to chase them away… it aren’t happening. They are to busy fighting among themselves for the spoils of their quest to give a damn about the humans. We took pictures of them in action. It was funny as hell. I have been thinking about posting them on my space. I have some hilarious shots. In fact they went on to make my day. We cooked the food ate chilled out in the water and had a good day after all. The worst thing about the day was that it had to end. They close the park at ten o’clock. That is messed up… I do not start parting until after dark sometime. I love the beach at night…. What about U?