Saturday morning found me lazy and not wanting to do much more than drill and tap holes in the boom all day. Emily persisted and by noon we were running across the bay, a warm 8 knot breeze had us steady at 4.8 knots. We didn’t know it at the time but we won’t be heading back to San Juan anytime soon.
With a bang the back end of the pickup truck we were riding in slammed open and we both nearly tumbled out onto the hwy at 40mph. In the dark foggy morning we had been hitchhiking hoping to catch the ferry and reclaim everything we had left at our slip and say goodbye to San Juan for now.
I can’t say when the decision was made but I suspect it had something to do with the bubbling Jacuzzi and ice cold Samuel Adams we were enjoying as the sun slowly slipped into the Pacific. I would like to send a very special thank you the the anonymous donor of these beers, we have tried to email you but it keeps bouncing back to us.
Emily has been experiencing some growing pains but we run a very patient ship and always take it slow and easy. I remember my first boat when a guy in the marina came over after watching me attempt to dock it. It’s almost as if you have never done this before, he said to me. I smiled back and replied, I haven’t.
So the good ship Sookie has found a new place to call home for a bit while we continue our attempt at getting paid to do nothing.
Its amazing how much fun you can have on a 22′ sailboat. Emily was in her element, sails nice and trim when she said, I wish we never had to go back. I smiled back at her, well you have your home with you so you don’t. The world is yours just point her in the direction you want to go.
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.”
“I don’t much care where –”
“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland