Just Ducky

One of the time honored traditions of the Traverse City Cherry Festival is the Rubber Duck race down the Boardman river. This tradition apparently started when the Vincent family finally left Traverse City in 1984.  I'd say left for good but looka what happened? 

We attended this race, sponsored by the TC Optimists Club. Debbie is thinking about joining the group, which does a lot of work for local children's charities. I'm thinking of joining the International Organization of Odd Fellows m'self.

On to the photos...

Me from the rear. I apologize for this shot.

Como?
Yeah that's right sucka, look away!
This is what it looks like when you are going to bald at the age of sixty. Lookit that hair on my noggin! Light shines right through it! Ack!
Ducky!
I bought our two ducks from Central Grade School and placed them in the bucket with Sophia. Jack and Debbie were nowhere to be found, owing to a difference in opinion about how to walk to the bridge. When they showed up she bought him a Duck, that they needed back, and as he didn't want to put it in the buckets we walked down to the riverbank.


The duck dropping apparatus.
What do you mean what am I sitting in?
What do you mean what do you mean?


I got a chance to tour this building for a social studies class, it was awesome. This is the main TC Post Office.
Dollar store shades? Yes. How can you tell?





The answer my friends, is blowing in the wind.



Some looks are genetic. First we see a real-time example of a No Sell.
And one of dad's patented frowns.

Here comes the throwing of the 'Corporate' Ducks that cost a hundred bucks.

Ducks amuck...
I actually have video of the massive Duck dropping which I will post soon. Here you see the aftermath of the duck dropping on the river. Formed one big puddle.





And then the ducks spread out...







The stairs~
The rump of the Heritage Museum



By God these are the cutest pics in the world.

Pure Gold. Sheesh....adorable. Lookit them eyes!


My gals...