My husband regaled me with stories of his weeklong adventure with our son. They were camping and riding and having a grand time. They experienced a blip one day, of course, an issue with a radiator on one of the bikes. They flagged a group which looked to have supplies and did secure some radiator fluid. People out on the trails are always generous and willing to help, by the way. They poured it in and had a decision.
They were able to “cool the jets” and had the choice of moving forward or returning to camp. I interjected into the story, “Of course you went back to camp.”
They did! My husband even said that I would be proud of the decision. However, this served to remind me of another time when I was totally ignored for my sound advice.
Of course, I was not a woman-of-the-sea, being from a land-locked state, and so perhaps, no one should have paid me heed.
We were sailing. We anchored. We went ashore. Six people. We returned from our dinner. The boat had listed. (In someone’s mind.) The sailors – the other five – were worried. I said, “Can’t you just throw out that second anchor?”
I would like to go on record with that comment, even though the other five have admitted to my sane comment. Well, we brought in the anchor to realign ourselves, and of course, screwed up the winch. We paid a price for that. We ended up throwing out the second anchor anyway.
Sometimes the best course is just the most obvious. I am proud of my husband and son.
Thank you for the shout out!!!