We moved to the boats. More quizzing on boat terminology, sound signals and flares. Stating the importance of the drain plug, Rose ran through his winterizing routine for the Johnson. The Scouts had obviously paid attention to the online course; one quoted the “rule of thirds” fuel-management technique. We launched, two Scouts and an adult to each boat, onto the murky water of Little Lake Butte des Morts. This was a great body of water for our outing, which included red and green markers (red, right, return from Green Bay), other boats towing tubers and boarders, paddle boarders, a low trestle, and a stiff current due to the overnight rain. Aaron took the helm of the Sea Nymph and, with great caution, began to throttle up. The bow stayed high for a long, long time. I started to cringe, not having seen the horizon for 10 or 12 seconds. “Gun it, kid!” I was thinking. Rose stayed calm and told him to try again with more aggression on the throttle.