That’s Steve’s Explorer… Karl gets picked up mid-morning most days now and off they go on errands, photo stops and a walkabout or two.
Yesterday was a Wayfarer’s day. Karl leads Steve on the “Winter” route which ends by the lake for a drink.
It gives me the shivers just looking at Karl in that cold, gray water.
Apparently, the Explorer meets with Karl’s approval and/or he doesn’t want to get out and be left. I haven’t been there with the camera, but when Steve leaves without him, the description of having a hangdog expression becomes crystal clear.
