After taking time to shower of dust and perspiration -- it was considerably warmer than the forecasts said it would be, and my winter jacket remained in my closet the whole time -- we were packed on boats and shipped off to our "farewell" dinner...
Which was held at a home that once belonged to Emilio Estevez*, who was boffo in Repo Man, but now belongs to some fool who is planning to tear it down and build something more worthy of her bank account. The picture is tilted because I shot from this flimsy little floating dock that was a perfect alcoholic-excess simulator...
Dinner was a "first" for me. I have never had steaks fried in 75 lbs. of molten lard, much less impaled on pitchforks as they cooked. The chef was a jolly showman. Damn, they were delicious, and not at all greasy...
And then, after singing an incomprehensible drinking song** fueled by generous shots of akavit, passing up the chance to make "s'mores," and wonderful palaver having nothing at all to do with work, we took one last lingering look at Whitefish Lake...
And then it was time to get some sleep and make the long journey home.
And here I am.
* It was said by the locals that this log house was the place where Emilio bopped Paula Abdul for the first time, before she got her TV gig and went goofy. Can't imagine anyone razing a pad with so distinguished a history....
** And here it is:
Helan går, sjung “hoppfaddirallanlallanlej”
helan går, sjung “hoppfadirallanlej”
Den som inte helan tar
han heller inte halvan får
helan gååååååååår
*klunk* *klunk* *klunk* (which is where one drinks)
sjung “hoppfadirallanlej”
I first "learned" it back in the days (maybe 18 years ago) when I was happy and could consume vast quantities of akavit without achieving a state of total imbecility..
11 comments:
Emilio bopped Paula there? Dang, that should be on the Historical Register.
emd -- Exactomundo! I hope the new owner at least puts up a bronze plaque!
I loved your pictures!! and you seemed to be really enjoying yourself for a change! now, you said it may be the last time? well, any chance of perhaps MOVING there? hay, maybe they need a good editor for their local newspaper or something... heck, it may not pay much, but better then nothing, right? and to live in that type of country would be a great benefit to boot!!
just suggesting... ah, the scenery!
Too nice a house to tear down, the Paula bop factor should qualify it for protection.
Nice way to travel to a party---boat.
Nice photos Scrib - I like how you managed to sneak a car shot in there!
Beautiful sights there, Scribbs. I could look at that every day
am a tad confused about the Paula bopping thing because i am guessing that word means something different in the US. * chuckles.. I loved the photo of the lake though, beautiful..mmmm and those steaks!!!
Susananne -- Think of "bopping" as "extreme snogging."
The Paula bop .... chuckling
Looks like a place that I would LOVE to retire in!
......but maybe not at the Paula Bop House.
benb -- I think you'd like the house well enough to forget all that Paula-bopping stuff.
It also has a big bedroom with bunks for the kids....
When the Lottery fairy stops by here I will whisper your name. Those are some beautiful shots.
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