We spent last weekend in Chelan. Sick!
We kicked off our first morning with a drive up one of the hills for views that Scott insisted we see.
We saw some paragliders and parasailers take off, which was cool.
Then we had to get some boat time in.
I managed to dislocate my shoulder on my way into the boat with a clumsy fall. Good thing we had plenty of booze to take the edge off the pain.
Scott took advantage of the warm-ish weather to get some wakesurfing in.
Scott and Nina made amends for years of love-hate fighting.
On to Day 2 of boating -- an even better day.
Scott was back on the wake surfboard.
Amanda gave it a try. This was the furthest her head stayed above water in her attempts.
Then it was my turn.
This was what my best attempt looked like:
Scott and I both got bloody noses in the water, and in the same nostril! We ride together, we bleed together, son!
We spent downside helping each other manscape and ate man food, like bacon popcorn.
The Chaffees rolled out early and the rest of us went wine tasting.
We ate at Lake Chelan winery, where Amanda had become its newest wine club member. My wife is very classy. My wife also yelled at these cooks to pretend like they were working just to take this picture.
We were very excited to eat.
And we all did a little damage to the wallets buying wines at each stop.
Salud!