Miscellaneous nonsense

 I've often been asked what I do with all my time, don't I ever get bored? People forget that we live here, not just vacation, so there's lots of mundane things like cooking, cleaning, laundry, and there is always something to fix. We have internet, cable TV and a WII system and a small library in the laundry room for chilly/rainy times.

As they say a picture is worth a thousand words:

beach

baking

bird watching

beach by dinghy

Dancing in the square

Hook large rugs (3 x 5)

Knit

Watch raccoons

Watch the moon rise

Hook smaller rugs

my own design using left over yarn

from a kit

display stuff from the beach

off roading

more stuff from the beach - a marker light that actually works

watch the sun rise

paint out the scratches

And then there's the art of bag folding - a newly acquired skill taught by Anita. I've since passed this knowledge on to Chris (now an expert) and Gerry (has taken no interest).

before

after

Another favourite pastime is watching great minds trying to solve a problem.  This is Bill and Gerry trying to figure out why the windlass won't bring up the anchor.

So I guess I'm not bored yet.

Best Laid Plans........

I've often teased Gary about his sailing abilities since I've never seen his boat leave the dock so was pleasantly surprised when he announced that he was going sailing. Yesterday Captain Gary and Bill (navigator - forgot his GPS; quartermaster - forgot the ice; galley slave - talents untested on this trip) attempted to sail to the Berry Islands. They spent the day making preparations: inspecting and installing the sails, stowing provisions, etc etc.  At 22:52 they unplugged the shore power, cut the cable TV, cast off the lines and motored down the canal, off for their great adventure.

coiling up the shore power cord

Bill awaiting orders

Pulling the boat between the pilings

Going......

going........

gone.

You may have noticed I said attempted and that Bill's talents in the galley were untested (but I've heard he's quite the chef). As luck would have it the engine was not in prime working order. They had no trouble in the canal but once they were out in the ocean their speed dropped to under 2 knots and I'm sure the wind was also not cooperating. They were forced to turn back.  They had invited us along but I told them I was doing them a favour by not going and jeopardizing the trip, as ill winds seem to pop up when I'm on the water. Maybe just inviting me had put a curse on the venture.

It's truly unfortunate, I know how much they were looking forward to going as neither one have been to the Berry Islands - such is sailing.