kchFLA:
Where's your dinner report? Inquiring minds want to know.
Very well, I suppose this is the most fitting forum (if not, I am sure we will know when it is put where dinner reports go.)
Maybe if I disguise it as a dive report.....
the meet was scheduled at 6 pm. We were going to a location that MDB and I had never been to before, but kchFLA knew very well. The plan was for us to meet kch at the location, and she would guide us from there. MDB and I arrived to Fort Walton early, so we took the opportunity to visit some of the local sites. One place was a local park, where we enountered a heron stealing bait fish from the fishermen.
We then left there as we saw the meet time was drawing near. With a little time to kill, we meandered to the site. As we reached the parking area, an airplane buzzed over the hood of my truck. A small twin engine biplane crash landed into the field in front of the building that we had to enter before diving. The pilot laughed about the crash, picking up his plane in one hand He us that they are fun, and could be found at Walmart for about fourty dollars.
He was odd, so we left him as quickly as possible. kchFLA was already at the site, and she welcomed us in. We conversed about previous dives, and shared pictures. She told us about her dive prep, and kept a close eye on the conditions. A pair of dogs kept us entertained, while a show kept our attention as we waited for conditions to get just right before we hit the actual site. When ready we made our way to where things would get interesting.
The site itself was beautiful, a tall wooden table with interesting patterns and board placement. It was tall, with equally tall chairs. The conditions were a mix of some rice and sauce. Wildlife seen included shrimp, and pieces of bacon floating around the edges. There was quite a bit of greenery as well. A regular salad of vegetation. It all was very satisfying. The end of the dive was the sweetest though. A wave of "diet pie" was encountered. We all tore through it quickly, and decided to conclude the dive.
There was some interesting post activity conversation. I was wrangled into toting gear. The heaviest was the treadmill that had to be brought from the garage site to the livingroom location. It was interesting, because I had an audience. After some inner cursing, and a surprising lack of knuckle flesh removal, we were able to resume post activity conversation. MDB and I seemed to amuse kchFLA with our constant bickering. But finally I had to call it quits. I had a long drive, and I was already tired from the night's activities.
kchFLA walked us back to my (again) haphazzardly parked truck. The pilot was out, with another flyer. They were talking, most likely reliving glorious crashes. Explosions rang out as another neighbor detonated some fireworks. It was certainly time to go. kch made her way back to the relative safety of the building, and we drove away.
A good dive overall, I would certainly do it again. And would definately recomend it to anyone.