Deck Lounge

Ugggh.

I have been taken to this place, against my will, on more than one occasion the past few summers.

This is a yacht club (even though there are no friggin' yachts in Eastlake) bar. There are creepy boat people everywhere. When I say 'boat people', I'm not talking immigrants. I'm talking creepy middle-aged pervy men who are really into Jimmy Buffett and who are always wearing Hawaiian shirts - even in the winter. They sport giant moustaches (not pencil thin ones) and skipper hats and some of them act like they're the Kings of Lake County because they're members of this exclusive "yacht" club.

I won't lie and pretend I've never had a good time here. I definitely have. The key is to walk around the boat docks, make friends with the boat people and drink all of their booze. Just ignore the flower shirted, lei wearing, parrothead pervy types if they try to hit on you. Or maybe don't ignore them and you'll get drunkier for free-er.