Early this morning we left the fuel dock and successfully anchored in the bay close to the marina.
We have just one neighbor at the moment - Pete and Barb on Iron Butterfly.
Oops! The dinghy decided to float away and the captain had to swim after it. The captain will choose a different knot next time.
When going to shore, one must step over the side, go down the ladder, step carefully into the boat, sit in a good spot to accept a bag of dirty laundry and the computer bag, and hold the line while Dick comes aboard - and remember to breathe and repeat to oneself, "Everything is going to be ok."
Off we go. Like leaving your house and wondering if you locked all the doors, Dick did row back to the boat to check a few things.
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Cant help but laugh , very loud.
ReplyDeleteExactly the same thing happened to me. Lucky it was not winter. OOh I can remeber even the smell of the water.
Our inflatable was invaluable, and sometimes just to far to row.
Two painters(dingy rope) is better than one, I found.
Darren.
Thanks Arlette for keeping us posted , Im really enjoying the blog updates .