Cap and Edith stopped in Two Harbors to spend the night in the Lighthouse Bed & Breakfast, while the steam yacht continued on its slow journey up-lake.
They looked to any who may have observed them as rather wealthy people on a leisurely journey.
They stopped in Grand Marais and booked a three bedroom suite in the high-end East Bay Suites. They stayed for a week—tipped well—and made a show of their wealth. But not in an off-putting, overbearing way.
The City of Grand Marais would long remember, fondly, this group of wealthy individuals. Individuals who would mix amiably with the common-folk—Yah-sure—you-betcha!
The steam yacht was observed by the North Bay Lighthouse keeper during her rounds as it entered the Port of Danger Bay harbor—and admired, “Ol’ Cap oughta get a kick out of that boat.”
In point of fact—GENTLE READER—We ALL will remember this yacht—soon enough, I’ll warrant!
They won’t be fond memories.
Season 12—Adventure 4—2015 Port of Danger Bay—Episode 4… The yacht anchored in small bay and the clerk at Karen’s Kozy Kabins sent a boat to pick them up. Karen’s arranged for three rental cars with Lar Farkleberry to be delivered—a half-hour later the yacht’s occupants disappeared—and for now from our story.
The motel sent a boat to pick them up
MEANWHILE—at about the same time—Our heroes returned from 1873…
Cujo informed our heroes that she expected they would not be returning to the past anytime soon.
Cujo informed our heroes
“Why is that?” Chris asked, “Don’t we need to find and eliminate the Daltons?”
“Yes,” Cujo replied, “But I have been unable to find them.”
She let that sink in for a few moments, “So, it appears that for the time being you get to remain in 2015.”
“VACATION!” Chris exclaimed, “Wyatt and I can finally get some time for ourselves.”
And with that she went home to tell Wyatt the good news.
“C’mon Jay, let’s check-out our new house,” Sarah grinned, “And send Chris & Wyatt off.”
“And afterwards, if Boomer is kind enough to lend us his runabout, do a little exploring along the shoreline,” Jay replied.
“He is,” Boomer said as he handed Jay the boat’s ignition key, “You’ll probably need to fill the fuel tank at the marina.”
“Ralph?” Linda had an idea, “Let’s go to the airfield and check-out your new airplane, Lar Farkleberry just called and said there’s a Corsair F4U-1A, in the colors of “Pappy” Boyington’s.”
Ralph and Linda helping Farkleberry
Boomer, Mac, and Merle remained at the Tardis Tavern with Paul and Archie to discuss any and all possible marketing schemes, “You’re not handling high production brews and wine—but does it have to be snooty?”
“Ach, nay, Merle,” Archie replied, “We kin do boath—satisfy those who wish snooty-fare, an’ those who nay kin afford such. An’ we nay have ta embarrass any by their choice.”
“How?” Boomer asked.
“One price for all—we’ll still make a profit—an’ let the flavor of each product determine how popular it becomes.”
“Archie and I will be brewing our “house” brews right here in a range from black to pale, stout through lager.”
“Wine and spirits?”
“Wine and spirits?”
“We’re working on that,” Paul replied, “There are several small wineries in the area, and a couple of distillers—I’ll be meeting with them next week.”
“What can we do to help?” Mac asked.
“Go and sample some their products.”
“With pleasure,” Merle grinned.
To be CONTINUED…