Archive | June, 2008

The Alternator…

…on the port engine is being difficult. It may be a battery isolator issue too. All I know…

is that I DON’T HAVE TO FIGURE IT OUT!! Because that’s what Brock is for…

Sigh ~ I’m in love!

The Kid Update

NJ was my brave girl today ~ she had her stitches removed from a mole excision of 2 weeks ago. All was well, but it still wasn’t the most fun she’s ever had.

I also went out and caught up with the twins to see how they are doing. They’ve grown so much since I last saw them (almost 2 months ago); it was amazing. They’re smiling and giggling now, which is adorable. Little Jamie and I had a very breathy conversation, cooing at each other.

Bentley slept most of the time I was there, but was an angel when he was awake. Very sweet and good little babies.

And SB, although not pictured here, is doing just fine. Both the kids will be on the boat with me in Seattle next week while their dad recovers from a hip replacement (yes, he’s only 44, much too young for that type of thing, but what can ya do?).

The Captain and I

Out cleaning up the Ship Canal during one of the several recent clean-up events put on by Puget Soundkeeper Alliance. That was the weekend that Kyle and the Boyz from Portland came to stay. Can’t even describe what a hoot that was ~ and Liz, your secrets are safe with us, darling. No other photos shall escape from that evening…

Everybody Knows My Boat

While we were in Friday Harbor, this gent motored over to us and seemed awfully curious about KJ. We started chatting and I soon found out that he remembered her quite well from her days in California. His father was evidently on KJ’s inaugural trip to Mexico and the Sea of Cortez with George Mitchell. I was astounded at his recall of KJ’s details (the fact that she was gray, her sailing rigging, that Stuart & Fellows built her) and it made sense to me that he is being appointed as archivist for NHNM and is collecting all sorts of Pacific Coast yachting history.

Soon thereafter, we exchanged emails and he sent along this drawing of our girl in her early “Beagle” days. He has several images of the boat which will be donated to the archive.

I’m constantly reminded of this piece of history on which I live, because something like this happens every time we go out on her. Love my boat!