Houseboat Fever Summary - Day 1

Gus gets in some early sucking practice, ready for the weekend of decadence and dudes.

The houseboat, in all its awesome glory. Obviously it is too awesome to be framed in a single shot.

The view from the back of the houseboat as we cruise down the Murray. Note that there is still water in the river (and a few other things in it since we've left).

We proved our sea credentials almost immediately by rescuing this stranded boat motorist and then giving him a beer as we towed him home. We lost sea credentials when he pointed out we weren't at sea.

After being stranded in the middle of the river and paddling with a water ski for half an hour he said "You're documenting my misery" and I corrected him "No, I'm documenting our heroics!" The fact that I was wearing nothing but boardies and an admiral hat at the time was what convinced him.

River Karma. Nobody rescued Scrivens hat. I could have, but I was taking photos.

We moored in the river wild and all the hard work for Friday was behind us, now we could relax, spa, conveniently blackout during the nudity and wake up for cheese.