Moving Day

I had to move the boat from the State Marina by the 31st, and

since we're not around this weekend, I brought her to a friend's

 lagoon to spend a week or two until I figure out to whom I'm gonna 

give the honor of hauling Bay Rhumb for the winter.  

Cormorants are nervous birds.  They see you coming,

and unlike seagulls who stay put and almost dare you to run them

over, panic and take off flying or dive under and re-emerge

fifty yards away,  all the while looking for a tasty mouthful.

Steaming westward into a very stiff breeze.  I'm not real familiar

with this channel and will cut the throttle soon to avoid being 

thrown over the wheel if I unexpectedly hit bottom.  Panning North,

then South, it hits me:  summer's over, and except for the few

sailboats to the South, there's nobody out this October Tuesday

afternoon.  

Nestled snugly in her temporary berth, I tied up Bay Rhumb 

and installed a couple of bumpers to fend her when the wind

invariably shifts to the Southeast.  It's nice to have good friends

with such nice accommodations.

See you in a week or two.

Only other thing I needed to do before heading home was to

drop Charley's spinnaker pole off at Beaton's.

Any excuse to swing by my favorite boatyard is a good one.

I counted at least five A Cats in this shed, along with several

smaller 'filler' boats.  Yep, summer's over.

In any other place, this little skiff would be rotting away, but it's

obvious by the looks of this one that there is full intention of

restoration.  I'd still love to know how that boat on the right 

made it up here from Mississippi.

It amazes me how some of these boat owners choose to get 

the work done in the fall, rather than waiting 'til spring to decide 

whether or not there are enough funds to do so.  

Deep pockets.  Deeper than mine. 

I'm thrilled that Tom has decided to expand (I originally said 

modernize but that would be something I prefer he didn't do) 

and build a bigger office and ship's store building.  As stated earlier,

 there are enough deep pockets around here to keep an 

old-fashioned place like this operating for a long, long time. 

 I just hope that they make it look weathered like all of

 the other sheds surrounding it.