I took the Toys for Tots Marsh Cruise from Hammock’s Beach State Park, with several garden club members, in the pouring rain.
It was a lovely day to be inside with the pontoon curtains down.
I sat on the outside bench, where slowly but surely, my backside got wet.
I was wearing a raincoat, but it didn't cover everything.
The pontoon’s captain guided us expertly to places along the river that I had never been to or seen from the waterside.
Periodically, the boat would stop and either he or the Park Ranger would interject a bit of trivia.
Several of the islands were referred to as part of the “Redneck Riviera”.
Use your imagination.
I remembered giving small talks to groups while I was a Park Naturalist. That was the best job I’d ever had, with the ugliest uniform anyone could wear.
I always wanted to know who picked out the colors: grey shirt and forest green pants. He must have been colorblind.
The Park Ranger on duty was young and unlike a Naturalist, he carried a gun.
I’m so glad I didn’t have to wear one.
Imagine showing Boy Scouts how to catch crawfish in the middle of a stream, or catching butterflies with a gun. What would I do with it? I couldn’t even lift it, much less shoot it.
During the lull time, I made a huge mistake in trying to make conversation.
“I used to wear the same uniform as a Park Naturalist at W.B. Umstead State Park.”
“When was that?”
“Oh wow, that was 2 years before I was born.”
That shut my mouth.
May all your days be filled with matching clothing and a dry backside.
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