Made a little extra this past weekend, delivering two boats from Gig Harbor to Blaine (practically Tana’s territory! If we had more time we would definitely have stopped by). One was a 37′ Fairliner, the other a 36′ Chris Craft. Both had minor issues (tranny, etc), but we were able to tow the Chris with the Fairliner. Well, until we ran out of fuel 7 miles from the destination marina. Then we towed the Fairliner with the Chris. An impressive feat by the captain when you consider that boat only had one working engine. Getting into the marina was tricky, but Brock pulled it off with his usual aplomb. Brock’s brother came along for entertainment (his? ours? both, really).
Anybody catch the significance there? Three of us. Two on the other boat. That means…
I was only quaking in my booties a little bit.
Brock has been helping a friend sand the bottom of his sailboat (always good to line up the favors for when we have to haul KJ out this year). Apparently, they’re having quite the time of it ~ 5 sanders, PPA masks, tents in the rain. Sounds like such a good time, I think I’ll go check it out today. Luckily, I hurt my wrist on Friday and won’t be able to participate in the heavy duty work ~ mine will be more of a cheerleader role.
He’s so cute in blue!
Update: It’s a Sweden 41 that he’s working on with Dean and the guys.
Walking down the dock as we came home from the ocean yesterday, Brock heard a noise & turned around to find this guy:
Large beaver, totally unconcerned with us, just hanging out by the lake edge. I do miss the harbor seals that I had in the slough, but between this guy and the kingfisher that lands on the rail next to us every morning, I still have some wildlife around. And they’re better than domesticated pets any day! Self-sufficient is good…