A toast to Mursu…and friendship

Sometimes you are given an unexpected gift that fulfills a desire you barely knew you had…until the moment the gift arrives, and you instantly recognize it for what it is: the answer to that unspoken wish. We recently had that experience when our friend Wes presented us, in his very humble way, with the gift of Mursu – not the boat, but a hand-carved walrus to serve as both figurehead and carrying handle on the bow of our new boat. (Mursu is the Finnish word for “walrus”….see the April 21, 2019 post for a very long explanation of why we chose this outlandish name.) The serene and cheerful Mursu that Wes carved is perfect in every way…not unlike the Margalo bird that adorns Wes and his wife Willie’s own rowboat…which I had secretly coveted for some time. Thank you Wes for this amazing gift.

Mursu ready for mounting on the bow!
Mursu being passed on I-80 by a giant weiner. Yep, that happened. And somehow, Dameon managed to stage and take the photo while driving and before the moment was lost.

2 thoughts on “A toast to Mursu…and friendship”

  1. Mursu is quite impressed by the giant orange oosic that requires it’s own vehicle, and can’t help but stare…and notice, in all modesty, they are remarkably similar!

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