Coupeville Sports

There goes my career as a knee model.

600 times, and I still can’t remember where all the underwater rocks are.

Or else Penn Cove is getting sneakier and moving the mussel and barnacle-encrusted boulders around at night, so they’re in a different place each day. I wouldn’t put it past the salty lil’ vixen.

And when I bang up my knee, like I did a few days back, it’s not like it was my first time at the (aquatic) rodeo.

Like I said, 600+ times, in the same freakin’ stretch of water.

167 days in 2011. 133 in 2012. 95 this year so far. Twice a day more than half those days.

But, bam, knee meet that rock we’ve seen a billion times, while the otters laugh and laugh and laugh some more.

Well, at least chicks dig scars. So, if I get that job on a farm, I should be popular when collecting eggs…

Thank you, and don’t forget to tip your waitresses. I’ll be here in the water, bleeding like a moron, all week.