Posse, your story rang a bell with me.
My mom and dad tried their best to leave me in the middle of the Potomac River. Really. We had been out in the boat - I was a teenager at the time. It was time to head back home and I wanted to water ski back - not an unusual thing for me to do. I took off, was hot-dogging on my ski and fell. Mom and Dad never looked back! Some of you mid-Atlantic TErs might know where I am talking about.....if you know where Port Tobacco, MD. is.....I was out in the middle of the Potomac from there. The last I saw Mom and Dad, they were going downriver under the Rt. 301 bridge.....headed home. Uh.....I was marginally closer to the VA shoreline than MD so I figured I might head there if they didn't reappear in a while.
End of story: Mom eventually looked back and when she saw a bouncing ski rope behind the boat she screamed loud enough for everyone on each shoreline to hear......they came back and found me.....
"When I'm on my bike I forget about things like age. I just have fun." Kathy Sessler
2006 Independent Fabrication Custom Ti Crown Jewel (Road, though she has been known to go just about anywhere)/Specialized Jett