Hangin’ with Sundancer
My brother-in-law, Tony, and I showed up at Paul’s house at about 9:30 Saturday morning. His son-in-law, Mark (who was our designated non-drinking pilot that day), was already getting the boat ready down on the dock. We met Paul’s mother and grandson, also. As I stated in another thread, Paul’s mother is a true sweetheart. Paul himself is dynamic; a natural-born motivator and salesman.
We hung around the dock talking for a little while, then piled in the boat. What boat, you ask? Sundancer’s namesake, of course! Looking back, I should have got a better shot of the boat itself, but here’s a group of derelicts standing at the rear of Paul’s SeaRay 270 Sundancer:
(You probably recognize the fat guy bending over; that’s Paul kneeling, and Tony standing.) This shot was actually taken at the restaurant where we docked.
We took a leisurely cruise up the Tennessee River toward Knoxville, with son-in-law Mark at the helm. For health reasons, the rest of us kept ourselves well-hydrated; Paul had brought along a cooler filled with cans of a water-based solution manufactured by the Anheuser-Busch corporation. Sundance pointed out many of the local landmarks and told stories of the area. It turned out that Tony and Paul knew many of the same people from their high-school days in the area, so they did a little reminiscing.
We docked at Calhoun’s, on the Tennessee River near the UT campus. This is a local BBQ place with a few locations around Knoxville. Here’s a shot of the restaurant as we were pulling away after eating:
We started off with fried green tomatoes and what they called BBQ Spring Rolls. The spring rolls were different and quite good. Sundance had the pulled pork plate (if I remember right), and I went for the pork ribs. I thought the ribs were fantastic, and the slaw was really some of the best I’ve ever had. [:p] Loved their sauce, too; I bought some to take back to Texas. They also have their own brews, so we had to sample some of those. (Plus, our waitress had the cutest freckles you ever did see.)
After eating, we proceeded up the river to see where the Holston and the French Broad rivers converge to form the Tennessee, and we also took a spin around the island where SeaRay boats are manufactured. Paul said his 270 Sundancer had never been trailered; he had picked it up at the plant and drove it home on the river.
Mark revved up the engine, and we scooted back home, since he had to attend a wedding. Tony and I were extremely grateful for the hospitality shown by Sundancer and his family. Thanks again, Paul, for a wonderful day.
Bushie and Sundance: