Life On The Docks

Down the river, there’s entertaining work being done on our favorite local tugs.

Up the river, we have routine bridge inspections going on. They looked a little surprised at the lady (Yours Truly) yelling over at them, asking what they’re looking for. Hey, you’re on my river, I have a right to know what you’re up to. I’m my own nosy Neighborhood Block Watch.

And then of course, there’s Dad’s favorite heron hanging out.

On the supercoolexciting news front, Her Ladyship KJ may have her very first charter going out this Saturday. We’ll confirm tomorrow, but if it’s true, there are quite suddenly NOT enough hours in the week to get everything done that needs to get done. I will have to take her up to Anacortes and am trying to figure out how to manage that. Part of me is tempted to just wing it, but even if I do, I still need to find crew to throw a line or two. She’s definitely not something I can singlehand!! I may start down my Captains List again and find someone interested in a day trip. Whew! It’s exactly what I wanted though!

No Responses to “Life On The Docks”

  1. bowiechick
    August 7, 2007 at 9:52 am #

    I’d crew for you if I could!

  2. rob
    August 7, 2007 at 5:04 am #

    Go for it! radio for help at the other end! explain that you are singlehanded and femail and wach em run! :o)) prepare the lines early, pull alongside and throw your own lines. We will be thinking of you.