The curmudgeon grew up learning sailing. The skipper - his Dad - had little vacation time, so when he was on vacation, the sailing schedule was very specific - first sail at 10 am (you had to wait until the wind came up), the second around 2 when lunch had settled.
At 8 or so, this sailing thing was a real test of patience, and ADD hadn't been invented yet.
So we made up our own game - look for loose lobster buoys. The indicators were clear - not floating into the wind, being not where any others were, etc.
Trying to avoid a mutiny, the skipper would humor his crew, and loose buoys would be scooped up.
This is how many sails we have under our belt - we currently have over 100 wooden lobster buoys. Part of the whole project included repainting each one, hanging around the Red Cottage porch.
This is how great Dads and energetic kids once got along.
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