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In nineteen eighty five a friend and his family, my girl, and I rented a houseboat on Lake Powell. We headed up the lake stopping along the way a few times. One day heading up an arm of the lake, the arm was fairly long, as I passed a small alum fishing towing a purple kayak, I felt this was a little strange being so far up the lake. I waved to this person, and he waved back. A few miles later (at about 5:00 pm) we came to the end of this arm that formed a kidney shape. As I turned the corner I saw an alum fishing boat with a purple kayak in tow.
I said to my friend Larry ''how did that guy beat us here?'' He shrugged it off and said ''I don't know. '' I said to all the kids ''let's go skiing. '' In the beach craft I purposely boated over to the alum fishing boat with this beat up purple kayak. I waved, and he (Henry) waved back (with a I need help look. ) I went closer and asked ''do you need help?'' He said he was out of gas. I said ''that doesn't surprise me'' and said ''we'll be back in a little while. '' He said ''well, is there any way I can get it now?'' I said ''OK, we can do that. ''
Henry had enough fuel to get to the rear end of the houseboat. Henry was extremely soft spoken. He was a man of 35 to 40. When Henry got alongside the houseboat and secure, I put my hand down and said ''Hi, my name is Ron. '' He said to me ''my name is Henry. ' I said ''would you like a beer Henry. '' He thought for few seconds and said ''no, you know I can't drink beer. '' I said ''how about a soda, we have all kinds of that stuff. '' He thought for a second and said ''yes, I can drink a 7Up,'' so I went to the frig and got him a 7Up.
I'll continue tomorrow if anyone is interested.
Submitted by Ron
Categories: skiing, hand, gas, boat, shape
Late September 1980 on a houseboat on Lake Powell. I believe we were beached at 5 Mile Canyon. I was awakened in the night. I saw my friend Robert who was sleeping on top of the cabin standing at the stern his back to me looking out at the lake.
I thought nothing and lay back down. Shortly I was reawakened he was now looking at my wife and I through the sliding glass door. But it wasn't Robert, I sat up. As I did he turned and began to walk.
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