Ride with out adventure


David Derer

I found myself alone on a Friday night. 95 degrees and 99% humidity. Off
to the river. Tunes, lights, and a couple of barley pops. The river void
of all boats. Then the new bilgeing alternator took a bilge. Blue light
my bilgeing butt. It was dark( of course). I found a ramp and pulled
out. Place after place and no one home. Finally as headlights dimmed to
off I came across an open home. His name was Dave, besides a battery
charger he had a cold beverage and an air conditioned front porch. After
an hour I traveled on. Headlights soaked up most of juice as I pulled
into a popular gas station. It was hopping with teen agers. My gray hair
and Hawaiian shirt fluttering in the breeze. Then the classic words out
of one with underware hanging out, large belt and pants ready to fall. "
Hey your the guy with the Bilgeing boat car! Your Bilgeing awesome
mother Bilger. I used his buddys phone got a jump and blue light went
off. Ahh then 5 miles from home the blue light popped on and a mile from
home the car died. It was so darn nice out. The humidity and tall corn
muffeled any noise. It was still 80+ degrees. Walked home enjoying the
knowledge that I was not in the city. Were this little adventure could
have gone all wrong. Viva Celina !!! Later Dave the Wave