This is a true story it happenned a couple of years ago. It had been a long day of fishing. I ran across the river and caught my 2 rockfish early in the morning and then came back and fished in close on the Virginia side for spot. I caught so many that my hands and wrist ached, so when I got close to the gas dock at Lewisetta I figured I would rather pay the extra price for gas then tote it in 5-gallon cans to the boat. As I approached the gas dock I noticed a man standing out there and as soon as I docked he asked, “Are you real busy?” Well my natural instinct was to tell him yes and I couldn’t spare a minute but I noticed he had a map in his hand. Now I’m thinking this guy is probably looking for real estate so what do I do but say, “No man how can I help you?” You already know that I have made a big mistake, don’t you? Well the guy says, “When Daddy died his ashes were spread right out there not too far from here.” So now I’m thinking this guy wants me to take him out there where his father’s ashes were put over. The guy gives me the lat/long and I punch then into the GPS and it is over 3 miles out in the river and the wind has switched directions and is coming out of the east pretty good and it is getting choppy out there. The guy goes on talking and says, “Now Mama has died and I would like to put her ashes there his were put over.” Well after I tell this guy that I’m not busy at all it is pretty hard to change stories so I tell him that I’ll help him and to get in the boat. He tells me he would like for his wife to go too. I tell him that’s okay and to get her. He hollers up to the shore, “Come on Honey”. Well Honey gets up and she is on crutches and starts her way down the dock. I don’t know if you have seen the dock at Lewisetta but it is about 10’ off the water. I mean it is high up there! You know I was a waterman long before I became a realtor and in my heart I am still a waterman so my boat is set up like a waterman’s. It is nothing comfortable about it. There is no windshield, if there aren’t any coolers in the boat you either stand or sit on the washboards. It is set up for one purpose and one purpose only and that is to get out in the river and get the job done, and then get back home. Anyway we get Honey in the boat and the 2 of them sit on coolers and we head out in the river. Like I said it was getting pretty choppy out there and the speed could be adjusted so the bow was up, the boat wasn’t beating, and the ride was dry. Being in an open boat the waves always look bigger so I noticed some white knuckles holding on to the cooler. I could look at the GPS and see we were getting close and I pass the word on that we are almost there. We come right up on the lat/long numbers I was given so I turn the boat right into the wind and announce that we are right on the spot. I kinda thought the guy would say a prayer and lean over the side and spread the ashes but instead he jumps up and starts empting them. Remember how I said I put the boat right in the wind? Well guess where the ashes went? You got it. I was covered. I did get the boat turned pretty quickly so most did go in the water but a lot were on ole Ken. Remember that song that said · You don’t sword fight with Zorro · You don’t spit in the wind · And you don’t mess around with Jim Lets change that · You don’t get into an open boat if you are fearful of the water · You don’t dump your ashes into the wind · And you don’t call Ken - UNLESS OF COURSE you are looking for real estate and in that case I can’t wait to hear from you.