Seafair Saturday

Oh Seafair, you lure me back every time.

Clint and I had planned to go on another overnight hiking trip this year and opt out of Seafair shenanigans...but when an invitation to go out on a boat comes along, it's hard to turn it down.

Clint's friend Matt owns a sailboat, and made the last minute decision to take it out. I invited Colleen to come along with us, along with Clint and Matt's friends Jen and Kyle. The day started out overcast, but we were optimistic that it would burn off. If anything, it couldn't possibly be as bad as the year it down poured on us.

We were right. As soon as we got out on the water, the clouds parted and we could see blue sky. It was as if the sun was only shining down on Seafair.

Jen in control of the boat - she headed
straight for shore before Kyle took over

representing Texas - upside down

Clint and his Sefair beads

After going through the cut and under the 520 bridge, we headed out and found a spot to watch the airshow. This year, the Blue Angels left us and the Patriots tried to fill their spot. The show was still entertaining, they did some cool tricks and left red, white and blue smoke streaked across the sky...but they just weren't the same. They were no where near as loud, and definitely not deserving of the Top Gun soundtrack.

Patriots

blue sky comin out

watching the airshow

how we used to do Seafair - not so much anymore
now that we're 30+

After the show, we met up with JJ, Tommy, and Kimmy and tied our boats up for a bit.

Kimmy and Matt

Tommy and I

Me and Colleen

JJ celebrating America

We then made our way to the south side of I-90 where the real action happens. Kyle maneuvered us around as we dodged water balloons and squirt guns, until we decided to reel it in and head back.

Back at the dock, we unloaded all our stuff and moved the party to Clint's place. We listened to some of Clint's records, freshened up, then headed out into the Capitol Hill night life. 

We started out with cream cheese hot dogs for dinner (of course), visited with a goat, then on to Poquitos and finally ended the night with dancing at Havana. It was a long day which made for quite a lazy Sunday, but we had a blast.

just me, Kimmy, and a goat