Lewes, DelAware Mother, mother ocean...I have heard your call.         It was the best of times, it was the...wettest of times. We talked of sanddunes, volcanoes, and brines. The nights went late, the morinings too early. This left us all a little too squirrelly. The lesons were hard, turned our poor minds to jelly, but we learned to find a direction, just by using our belly. When the going got tough, the rousers were found. Then was directed, a loud "shooshing" sound. The place where we slept, in short was quite nice, but the rooms where we learned, turned our blood to ice. Our leader was Bill, but he kept running away. Till a Captain named Morgan came and saved the day. Our adventure's not over, there's still quite a bit. The ladies make it longer because they are all full of....wisdom.