Every time I attempted a departure, something happened. I gritted my teeth and said "just a little bit more". Time done marched through March. The boat show goal of April 12th now is probably impossible. I need a few weeks to de-stress and relax. I need a month where there is nothing pressing and I can work at my leisure, or just read a book. This temporary living situation got old. I need my space and routine. I need my life. I don't even know what that is anymore.
On Monday I cleaned up the detritus on the boat.
I took the boat out solo Tuesday morning. It went well. I docked it with no help. No one was around to see. Tuesday afternoon, I took it out again. There were lots of people around. I looked like Bozo the Clown out there in the small harbor. The boat wasn't working well under the motors. I couldn't figure it out. Between trying to maneuver the boat and checking the motors, I drifted too close to boats and piers. I tried to bring it in and failed. Later, the guys in the yard said that it looked like the motors were fighting each other. I finally looked down and saw the starboard motor was not working, I then gave up and just used the port motor. I got it close enough where I could toss a line out. They dragged me in and I was back safe and humiliated. These setbacks were taking a toll on my psyche.
Wednesday, I mostly waited. Thursday. I mostly waited until they could take me out of the water and re-connect the motor linkage. We used locktite. I took the boat out briefly and it seemed like everything was OK.
Friday, with my crew of one, we took off, ready or not. Of course, we weren't. I hadn't charged up the VHF radio. We had to wait for the railroad bridge to open (two trains). We got hung up in the shallows and played bouncy bounce on the port hull to un-stick the starboard one. It's now at its new home.
I moved in today. I set my priorities. I put beer in the cooler. I took a nap. Everything is in chaos. I need to organize and find a place for everything.
I'm sitting in the cockpit with double dock lines out. The wind is blowing hard. I have a heavy coat on and I have to be out here because the internet doesn't connect down in the hulls. I moved in today and everything is in chaos. Cold and rain tomorrow. Typical.......................
Here's where I am: http://galvestonrvresortandmarina.com/
It's nice enough with reasonable rates.
If I could find the camera, I probably could post a photograph, but I can't.
On Monday I cleaned up the detritus on the boat.
I took the boat out solo Tuesday morning. It went well. I docked it with no help. No one was around to see. Tuesday afternoon, I took it out again. There were lots of people around. I looked like Bozo the Clown out there in the small harbor. The boat wasn't working well under the motors. I couldn't figure it out. Between trying to maneuver the boat and checking the motors, I drifted too close to boats and piers. I tried to bring it in and failed. Later, the guys in the yard said that it looked like the motors were fighting each other. I finally looked down and saw the starboard motor was not working, I then gave up and just used the port motor. I got it close enough where I could toss a line out. They dragged me in and I was back safe and humiliated. These setbacks were taking a toll on my psyche.
Wednesday, I mostly waited. Thursday. I mostly waited until they could take me out of the water and re-connect the motor linkage. We used locktite. I took the boat out briefly and it seemed like everything was OK.
Friday, with my crew of one, we took off, ready or not. Of course, we weren't. I hadn't charged up the VHF radio. We had to wait for the railroad bridge to open (two trains). We got hung up in the shallows and played bouncy bounce on the port hull to un-stick the starboard one. It's now at its new home.
I moved in today. I set my priorities. I put beer in the cooler. I took a nap. Everything is in chaos. I need to organize and find a place for everything.
I'm sitting in the cockpit with double dock lines out. The wind is blowing hard. I have a heavy coat on and I have to be out here because the internet doesn't connect down in the hulls. I moved in today and everything is in chaos. Cold and rain tomorrow. Typical.......................
Here's where I am: http://galvestonrvresortandmarina.com/
It's nice enough with reasonable rates.
If I could find the camera, I probably could post a photograph, but I can't.
The Music: Elizabeth Cook "El Camino"
Good song.
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