Day:252, Words:252

This fine Saturday took the family to Alta in search of a boat trailor. It is coming to that time of year again when the majority of boats are taken off the water and placed into storage. Our boat spent last winter safely tucked away in an old boat shed belonging to a generous family and It was decided that it was time to take responsibility for our own storage arrangements. Dog food was also on the shopping list and as luck would have it, both products were available from the very same shop.

As the shop closed at 2 and there was still business to attend to in central Alta, it was decided that the boat trailor would be relatively safe outside of the store for the afternoon, to be collected on the road back to sunny Øksfjord.

Accompanied by two 10 year olds, the immediate destination was the bowling alley. The lonely attendant was startled by our presence but also appeared genuinely pleased to have something to do. We had started our game, hurtling balls down the alley, when the machine that picks up the pins had a malfuction and scattered them over 3 separate lanes. The attendent rushed down the alley to sort out the carnage before suggesting we move to another lane. The game was finished without further incident and we moved to the dusty air hockey table. We bid farewell to our friend behind the counter and set off to pick up our newly acquired boat trailor.

 

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