For islanders, boating is a necessity. For sportsmen, vacationers, and outdoor enthusiasts, recreational water sports are the reason most visitors come to the area. My observation is that summer boating and recreational activities are becoming more and more popular with each passing year. I not only watched, but also actively participated in exploring the river. I watched fishing boats and pleasure craft enter and exit the channels between and around the myriad of neighboring islands. I found the constant flow of action quite remarkable. Mom thrived on that porch and I remember sitting there with her regularly. Just because the five of us were now living together at Comfort didn't mean we ate many of our meals there and that especially applied to dinner. While we ate at the TI Club mostly out of convenience when Mom and Betsy were staying there, I remember we branched out more after they left. I remember going to Pine Tree Point quite often despite the prejudices of the old people. The view was spectacular and Dad loved going there. He chatted with Cap Thomson who told him the story of Ginger Ale and praised his dog to his great-grandfather Clark each time he visited. Deb, Betsy and I regularly asked to be excused after we finished eating. While my two sisters browsed in the gift shop or wandered around, I picked up Preston who was the head hunter and an accomplished ping pong player. The resort had a table downstairs and we would play until Deb or Betsy came and told us we were leaving. I remember Preston and the fun we shared like it was yesterday. As soon as I arrived at Comfort, I realized how important it was to be able to steer a boat. In Santa Barbara, I could walk to the next village...... middle of paper ......t Rogers area. I remember being the navigator and talking to Dad as we crossed the gauntlet of rocks towards Schermerhorn's Landing. “Dad, I don't know which way to turn the damn map to get a clear idea of ​​where we really are. This map shows rocks all over this area. I said. “I know what you mean, Tad. Try turning the map a little in one direction or the other in relation to something like that island over there. » He said, pointing to a nearby vehicle on our right. We crawled forward, but before we got there, Buzz collapsed. It's mentioned in his diary, but I remember it without any help. Some fishermen came to our aid. A guy knew enough about engines to solve our problem by using a little sandpaper to remove the residue from the "tips". It was not too early to add a second, more reliable boat to our island transportation resources..