The planes come and go, today was my first shore leave since Wednesday, A hot jacuzzi, trim the beard, go for a walk. The sun is out and it’s warm, calm for now and I’m already scheming a way to get back to the dock and plug my heater in for another month so I can finish my annual maintenance on Sookie.
The Pacific North West is a cruel mistress but I suppose if it was always warm here my sleepy island would look more like Miami than a floating farm far removed from Amish country. Clean, trash runs, water, more cleaning and a bit of inventory of my stores with lots of reorginasation to make space for Melissa and her backpack full of stuff. It’s slow today and after the constant roller coaster I’ve been living in a need a good break.
I can’t believe how much juice my little iPad sucks from the battery bank, two group 31’s. Solar may be my first priority after adding a hundred feet of chain and new 5/8″ anchor line.
Big puffy clouds drift by, I miss my girl and the voices and laughter of my neighbors. To much time alone out here, I’m starting to talk to myself which is just scary. Maybe a quick cup of coffee and a tour of my neighboring boats in the anchorage, not a bad day for some socializing and boat tours.
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