long time...no blog

it seems there is no high speed internet available for us out in the wild. so i am doing it on my phone. we have enjoyed being back in iowa, spent time at moms, seen my family at shonna and joes. Bonnie has been keeping me busy fixing any thing that needs fixed at the cabin. We had my daughter, Sarah and her husband, Mike, come down yesterday to visit. We decided to take the boat out for a ride over to the Honey Creek Resort for diner. We took the boat down to the ramp and I backed it into the lake as Mike took the Jeep to park it. I pulled up to the public dock, which is about 15 feet from shore, you have to walk a gangplank to get to it. Bonnie and Sarah were already on the boat as Mike came walking up to the boat. Just as he was jumping into the boat, I saw a splash in the water near the boat. OMG...that wasn't my keys....was it? It was. Crap....Into the water I went..I figured it shouldnt be to hard to find them. LOL. The water was 18 feet deep. I couldn't even touch the bottom. Mike and I dove several times, but were unable to find them. The water was cold and very murky. About 6 inches of visibility. We took the boat over as close to our cabin as I could get, and Bonnie got out and started the trek to the cabin to get her keys. About an hour later she came back in the van, covered in scratches, mud and bee stings. She said it was the worst experience of her life. She said the woods were completly overgrown and she needed a machette and hiking boots. I wish I had my camera, but didn't bring it for fear of dropping it in the water. We boated over to the restaurant and had diner, then headed for home. We dropped off the boat, and Mike wanted to drive to Walmart in Centerville (The closest one to our cabin) to get a magnetic telescoping pole to try to retreive my keys. I forgot to mention my Geo Metro Convertible key was on the ring and we only have one key to that car. After an hour of looking, and we had help from two employees, we discovered they did not have them. Mike came up with an idea of getting a couple of cheap car speakers, and some string and fishing for the keys. By the time we left with our speakers it was 9:30 and pitch black outside. We got to the boat ramp and walked out and started dragging our speakers all around the dock. After 45 minutes, I was ready to quit as most of my blood had been drained from thousands of mosqitoe bites. Just as I was ready to call it quits, Mike says "I think I got something". As he pulls his speaker from Davey Jones locker in the dim moonlight, I see my green keychain dangling from his speaker as it breaks the waters surface. Unfrickenbelievable....I think is what I say.
We drive back to the cabin to show Bonnie, who is in total shock, she had written them off.

Well now I have my keys back so I drove to Dogg's to submit my blog. I needed to share this one.