Our neighbors: tourists, seagulls, cormorants, sea lions and the characters that live and work the pier. Hearing the big creak of the lines holding us at moor while laying in the v-berth, the loud barks of the sea lions and the neighbor's Shih Tzu's. Breathing in deep: sugary sweet ice cream mixed with the clam chowder bread bowls and a side of gasoline. Projects tackled only to uncover a new or two or four or more. Learning more some days about how to do something wrong than right. Progress slow but sure even when it doesn't feel that way. But nothing's better than watching the sunset from the cockpit, or laying out a picnic in the cabin. Nothing beats dreaming of the open ocean and adventures in anchoring abroad.
|my man sure can clean his bilge|
|Grease & Blood #1|
|Grease & Blood #2|