Clara Belle

Last weekend the Clara Belle had her first taste of the gulf.

Trent had the winning name, after our beloved Clara Street – and for no particular reason, because it has that Mississippi riverboat sound.

I expected a little more pomp and circumstance.  When I imagined christening the boat with champagne (a small bottle of champagne, for a small boat) I didn’t picture myself in the clothes I slept in.  Trent however, was beyond antsy and excited about getting the boat in the water and set sail during what started as an early morning walk on the beach.

Trent’s lifelong dream was finally realized and he spent the day exhilarated and slightly tired. 

I should probably add that I didn’t even get on the boat last weekend.  Spring Break is traditionally a tease, because the reality is always a constant cold breeze and I didn’t want to be soaking wet (the boat capsized on every run) and cold.  Plus, it was a great time to indulge in my beach drug of choice, finding sharks’ teeth.  Trent should be writing this post so everyone could get a taste of his excitement.

And thus begins the newest adventure of the Williams family.