The 2006 St. Patrick's Day Raftout

On Saturday, the 18th of March, 2006, several fine boats belonging to the
Coral Ridge Clan, gathered together at the Coral Ridge Yacht Basin,
aka Sunset Cove, in County Broward.
It was to be a fine evening, with almost more boats than could fit in that wee lake...

It was a fine evening, and several boats arrived early to tie off from Stormy Weather, the anchor boat. Commander Will, Roger and Bob Binns help get all the boats rafted together safely. By the time evening came, there were 9 boats rafted together!

Capt. Joe Billera, FUNHOUSE, 9 aboard.
Capt. Mort Crockett, KONA WIND 9 aboard.
Capt. Dean Jackson, STORMY WEATHER, 11 aboard.
Capt. Ken Jackson, PRIME TIME, 2 aboard.
Capt. Warren Drescher, DEBONAIRE. 8 aboard.
Capt. Ray Ramey, KOKOMO,14 aboard.
Capt. Dave Stabelfeldt, BADGER,4 aboard.
Capt. Mel Livernois, SASSY,4 aboard.
Capt. Stefan Trestyn, FREEDOM, 2 aboard.
99 Irish souls..

Concerning bagpipes: The Irish invented them and gave them to the Scots
as a joke, and the Scots haven't seen the joke yet.

..everyone is having a good time relaxing.. and food begins appearing from below..

The first Irish National Steeplechase was finally abandoned.
Not one horse could get a decent footing on the cathedral roof.

My heavens! What a fine group we are, all decked out in green!

A drunken Irishman staggers in to a Catholic church and sits down in a confession box and says nothing.
The bewildered priest coughs to attract his attention, but still the Irishman says nothing.
The priest then knocks on the wall three times in a final attempt to get the man to speak.
Finally, the drunk replies: "No use knockin' me boy, there's no paper in this one either."

The partying goes on until the wee hours!
But when Kona Wind departs, we know the evening is drawing to a close.

You can tell an Irishman but you can’t tell him much

An Irish priest and a Rabbi found themselves sharing a compartment on a
train. After a while, the priest opened a conversation by saying "I know that,
in your religion, you're not supposed to eat pork...Have you actually ever tasted it?
The Rabbi said, "I must tell the truth. Yes, I have, on the odd occasion."
Then the Rabbi had his turn at interrogation.
He asked, "Your religion, too...I know you're supposed to be celibate. But...."
The priest replied, "Yes, I know what you're going to ask. I have succumbed once or twice."
There was silence for a while.
Then the Rabbi peeped around the newspaper he was reading and said, "Better than pork, isn't it?"

A grand evening was enjoyed by all. It does look though like next year, we might
be looking for a bigger lake!!