
I also LOVE LOVE LOVE Port Royal Landing Marina. They collected all our important mail for us,
and Ross kidded me about my cyber-shopping (amazon.com – it’s called
PROVISIONING, not shopping). We did
laundry for only a dollar a load – wow! – and used the marina’s courtesy car (TRUCK,
actually) to go grocery shopping – oops, I mean PROVISIONING. Rion made sure we got the oil filters we
needed, and Tony and Adam helped us with lines and refueling and pumping out, and
everyone was SO friendly. It was all about the YES. People have
been good to us.
Rev, we drank the wine you bought for us during our boat-renaming ceremony. Ean SAYS he
is an atheist, but apparently he is more of an AGNOSTIC, because HE was the one
who insisted we do the whole ceremony - and just before we're out to Neptune's domain.
We offered and committed SHIRAZ and her memories to the deep and flung wine and champagne everywhere to
honor the gods and curry favor for JOY.
And now we have our big YES from Chris Parker. We are SO excited and so ready. Can't decide what will be the best thing about scooting out Port Royal Sound in the morning:
- We get off the ICW. Dang, we're sick of the ICW.
- We're heading for the Bahamas, where the Tipsy Turtles await.
- We finally get to do some SAILING -
- Mother mother ocean, we have heard you call....
Smooth sailing to you both! I'm following your blog faithfully, thrilling to your progress, and agonizing over your delays right along with you.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for the warm thoughts and well wishes. In the middle of the ocean (figuratively speaking) in the middle of the night I think about the umpteen ways we are lucky and having friends who care about us is one of the truest and biggest.
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ReplyDeleteI am 2 years late in finding your blog, but I wonder if our paths haven't crossed somewhere in the ICW or in Abacos. Lots of parallels in our experiences, and I know your boat is currently for sale.
Although we didn't have an official 2 year escape clause, ours was more of a "we'll continue doing this as long as it's fun." And we had fun, but after 2 years, it wasn't enough, and we were tired and over it.
We sold our boat 19 days after we put it on the market, and the freedom and peace of mind that followed outweighed any perceived financial loss. You can't put a price on peace of mind.
Anyway, we sailed (motorsailed) on a blue Freedom 40 cat ketch - it resembled a pirate ship. No name on the stern (never got around to it) but she was sv Marquesa.
I'm really enjoying your blog, and I WISH we had run into you during our cruising days! I think we could have provided a support group for each other. :)
Looking forward to the rest of your blog...
Whenever we get a comment on an old post, I read that post again and think, ah yes, I remember it well.... I'm glad you're enjoying - and I think we will definitely feel the same way when the boat sells. Where are you now? Who knows when we will cross paths - we can form a "recovering cruisers" group!
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