Gerry bought another boat - a Matilda (kind of boat not her name) and I took this tranquil photo days after a lot of work and frustration. Was worth it, she's a lovely boat - so lovely I'd like to buy her and finally own a boat of my own, small though she is. She is for sale but apparently not to me.
While towing the Matilda to the car wash a tire blew. It's not much fun changing a tire on a busy busy highway.
I spent hours spit and polishing woodwork.
Putting up the mast was made easier with help.
I took it upon myself to install the boom and here I'm trying to make a too large pin fit a too small hole to keep the main sail from falling out of the mast. Determination won out - "told you so Gerry."
Our nemesis - Les. His boat is faster and he has a bigger water gun arsenal.
Chris, such a lovely person, with a high tolerance for villains.
This is Doug trying to touch the buoy as we go past - a tradition if you make it all the way down to the bridge. Some may say it's his best side - but not me of course.