Back home in Minnesota, this would be snow covering the walkway. Here the sand has drifted across in huge drifts.
This guy was waiting on the dock to say goodbye to us.
This old dock was by the gas station where we stopped to fill up on our way back.
This is the home port for our pontoon. And another welcoming committee! We had returned safely from our trip. The guys were hungry from all the fresh air, so we headed off to the AYCE spaghetti dinner at the local cafe, called The Runway. A perfect ending to a perfect day.