How to NOT do a whack job on the underwater weeds, the new art and science of mooring your boat
Ah, the piercing call of the string trimmer, a sure sign of spring. I’ve never embraced weed whacking. The smell of the gas engine, the weight on my shoulder … I finish the job sick and stiff necked. Plus I don’t like the way I think when I weed whack. Something about the vibration or…