We’ve just realized that this is our tenth year aboard. Time for a tin can to celebrate! (Or an aluminum boat?)
So far our celebrations have mostly only involved the comfy routines. Games, snacks, reading, painting (for V), and an afternoon spent swimming and lounging with friends. Without a grand plan for our sail this year, we’ve just been weaving in and out of general ideas of moving to this island or that without much conviction. Friends are here and there, and moving around on their own schedules, so the lining up of the various meet-ups while also taking into consideration the forecast and its subsequent need for protected anchorages, etc. is making the task feel like something that requires more than two brain cells. And unfortunately for planning purposes, this time we left ours in Maine.
Lily did go swim a practice set in the pool, and I pretended to be her coach while walking back and forth and just generally spacing-out. I’m not sure I was inspiring. It was cold and shallow and had more than one dead spider (one would have been quite enough for me, thanks) piled up on the bottom in one corner, but she swam and checked that box.
Yesterday included a bike ride to the south end of the island to dip and lounge at Tahiti Beach before lunching on our way back to the harbor. After tucking in on the boat, we gamed (Lily and I taught another poor soul our favorite Banagrams, since Andy and Violet generally refuse to play with us), grilled pizzas and even managed to stay awake past cruisers’ midnight (ahem, 9pm). A full day for sure.
Today will include some amount of actual work for all of us, and then possibly some destination/route planning, but, at our current rate… probably not?
