When my parents, Bobby and Wendi, took me to Put-In-Bay, I wondered how we would get around. I like walking, and in fact would walk a whole lot more if I could. But I had heard the island is a pretty good size place. I was worried that my little legs wouldn’t last the day. Thankfully my fears were put to rest, because we had a golf cart from E’s Golf Carts to use. (Thanks to the generosity of the Miller Boat Line, my parents didn’t have to pay for the cart. Thanks, Katrina! You saved my legs!)
E’s Golf Carts is just a short walk from the ferry. While Dad was checking us in, Mom and I strolled to the back of their lot. Let me tell you, they have a lot of golf carts! I would think everyone could rent one if they wanted. Other carts had funny names, but ours was only known as B6. This is probably a good idea, because that is the way you know you are getting on the right one. Most of the carts look alike, so having them named makes a lot of sense.
I have to be honest, this was my first golf cart experience and I was nervous at the beginning. You might be surprised because you know how much I love to go for car rides. But a golf cart is smaller than a car and more open. I resisted getting on at first. Mom had to pick me up. Then she held me on her lap. After Dad got instructions on how to drive it, we were off.
The worker at E’s said we had gotten one of the best carts ’cause it had fuel injection. I guess that is a good thing. Dad seemed to like it. He even passed another cart on the road because it was going too slow. I usually like to sit on Mom’s lap, but after just a few minutes I was getting antsy. I wanted off the cart! Mom held on tight and made sure I couldn’t jump off. When we finally stopped to look at a memorial, I was glad to get out. Mom looked concerned. I think she was worrying about how to get me back on later.
Don’t worry, though, once we walked around a bit, I was feeling more myself. (Remember I had just ridden a ferry for the first time, too. You can read about that experience here.) I actually jumped onto the golf cart seat when we were ready to go. Dad took our picture. Then he got into the cart. This time I was sitting between Mom and Dad and that worked out much better for all of us.
After this we tooled all around the island. We stopped at a couple of parks and I got to explore some new scents. We also rode to the center of town (I think). Dad did a great job parallel parking there. I guess once you get the hang of it, it is pretty easy to drive. Although he never let Mom try. While we were in the center of town we decided to have lunch at Mr. Ed’s. You can read about our time there on Dad’s post.
We could have kept the cart until 6:30, but decided to head back to the mainland by 5. We dropped the cart back at E’s around 4:30. We thanked them for a great day and then headed to the ferry. I have heard my cousins, Parker and Admiral Nelson, talk about their golf cart. Apparently they beg their dad, Uncle Shaun, to take them for rides. I never understood that before, but now that I have experienced it myself, I think I could get used to that kind of thing.
