Who Are You?

Who are you out there, the ones who remain sorting through the detritus of my a dwindling presentation of boat life? I'm just phoning it in. I work at finishing the boat and getting the sails up. I guess you stick around to see me sail into the sunset. Which way is that? The world is currently shut down and I could always blame the pandemic. There is always something. I have volunteers that can or would go with me. They don't understand that I don't want them. Even I don't understand why I don't want them. Ben would know, I guess. My journeys are best as I make them.  I'll take Cat. He probably doesn't want to go. He is one good ol'  cat and has more intelligence than I.

Cat in the jungles of Ohio.

I was dragging rope around the dock measuring out the correct lengths. I then had to figure out the correct configuration of the blocks to make the sheets. The aft sail has one sheet. The fore sail has two. The jib just gets a couple lines. I also had to cut a length for the traveler.

The finally finished and installed canvas for the cockpit.

So, even though you don't know why, hang in there.

The music ♫: Bill Whithers "Ain't No Sunshine"

We lost Bill this month. Ain't no sunshine when he's gone......... Thanks for the music.