
after the steamboat festival we headed back down river to a place which is deemed "party cove." however, we hit a couple of snags along the way.
you may know that you need to go through locks on the river. well, one thing you do not want to do is get behind a barge as they take hours to go through and you have to wait for them. well, as bad luck would have it, a chair flew off our deck and we had to go back and get it. in the meantime, a barge had called into the lock before us. therefore, we had to watch them cruise by and delay us a couple hours.
i guess our luck had completely run out, b/c by the time we made it down to "party cove" the clouds started to roll in. most people were taking off, but we were too far away from home base, so we docked in on shore and waited out the rain. the rain came hard and fast and was gone before you knew it, only nobody was left in "party cove."
we decided to make a day of it and head back get showered up and hit the "historic" city of lacrosse. is it just me, or is every city "historic" or at least have a "historic" district.
well, their "historic" district consisted mainly of bars, so it led to some good times. i let the pictures speak for themselves, but not before mentioning the peters tried to ditch his own bachelor party to go home and sleep. wimp.
