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My feet during a rigorous day of drinking on water.  The skipper (pictured) is Andy, my brother-in-law and sister-in-law's neighbor.  His fresh water dog is Robbie.  Andy is a high school chemistry teacher in rural WI.  He bought this old 20 ft. sailboat from a camp he used to be a counselor at, for $1500.  I guess that is decent, even for a boat built in 1978.  Lake Winnebago was obliviously peaceful, considering that a plane from the local air show crashed into it yesterday killing the pilot and passenger.  Are humans meant to fly?  Today we saw some military planes loudly flying in formation and I spit at them as Robbie barked.  More beer and brats on the boat, and some sturdier reading than yesterday's.