I know it has once again been a while since I made a
post. Sorry, but it has been difficult
to find time or the motivation. Then
when I had the time, other things conspired against me. So, to catch everyone up with what is
happening…
After getting the cushions done, I wrapped up a little
outstanding maintenance and we finished cleaning up the boat so it would be
presentable for sale. I think it now looks better than anytime we have owned it. Our broker made
the trek up from St. Augustine and took
some pictures and videos for the listing. He seemed very impressed with the
current shape of the boat. We met with and hired
Carolina Yacht Care to watch
over our boat in our absence. We divided
up everything we owned into things we wanted to keep and things we could give
away or donate (we already sold a few things like the folding bikes). After
finding homes for the donations, we packed up all but a couple of the boxes of
stuff to keep into the two cars. The extra boxes were taken to the post office
and shipped back to Colorado.
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| Ready for her next owners. |
A couple days before we left, our eldest dog started getting
sick. We put her on a bland diet and that seemed to help. We departed Southport
on the 17th, despite the threatening potential ice storms that were predicted
to block our path. Fortunately, we left
late enough that we missed most of the ice and only found heavy rains.
Unfortunately, this was when one of the clips holding the driver’s side
windshield wiper blade on my car decided to fail. I noticed it was at an odd
angle and pulled over in the rain to investigate. Finding the failed clip, I managed to tape
the broken wiper clip to the arm and it held until we could find a replacement
blade in the next town.
That evening at the hotel, our eldest dog got sick
again. This was a pattern that ended up
repeating itself pretty much every evening for the remainder of the trip. The
driving marathon ended up taking 4 very tiring days of getting up, getting in
the car, driving as far as we could manage, find a hotel, and repeat the next
day.
After arriving in Denver, the very next morning I was hit
hard by a nasty chest cold. For those
that don’t remember, pretty much the exact same thing happened the last time I
was in town. If I were a superstitious sailing type, all of these things might
be telling me this might be a mistake.
There was a bit of a communications snafu with the broker, but the boat listing should be up shortly. That is if the spotty internet we have where we are currently staying will manage to work long enough to work out the details with the brokerage company.
The path ahead seems quite clouded and the sea and warm breezes continue to beckon to me.
