For the last Saturday of summer, we did something completely different. Dandelionslayer's friend took us down the inlet in his boat. D2 thought the ride was noisy, but was surprised to learn that we were in a motorboat.
Rollo let the wind whistle through the space where Scoot knocked his tooth out. (Don't worry--it was already loose.) But a boat ride was not sufficiently thrilling.
Dandelionslayer took to the sky with his friend's parasail. He loved the flight, even though Rollo frequently encouraged the driver to dip his feet in the water.
Splash! Apparently the flight was worth the landing.
The Caterpillar tried it, too, while Scoot hung out with the friend's boat-loving dog.