We are periodically at Linda's house, bless her heart, for work project's that can't be done in the confines of a boat. Robert was given a honking great table saw (his choice over watches with diamonds, for pete's sake) as a retirement gift, and was cutting up Honduras Mahogany for various shelves while I was remodeling the sail cover in front of her garage. We are the guests who came to dinner and stayed awhile: we join her in the Zone eating program (not as rigourous as Linda), we watch tv like people who have never seen it before (we have a flat screen to install on the boat and finally found our dvds and music in the overflowing Alameda locker) and we walk the beach (Moss Landing, where no one will yell at you for an off leash dog) and then we go back to the boat and do projects. The haul out is Wednesday afternoon at high tide - apparently you can't get to Berkeley Marine in our boat except at high tide as the channel is pretty shallow. I hope the next blog chapter won't have a photo of us stuck in the Berkeley channel with our almost 8' draft. There are plenty of exotic places with deep water we will be exploring - giving up the Bahamas and skinny water islands was not too heartbreaking as we will be getting to other exotic places faster. So much paradise, and so many projects. That is, if we ever get out of the Bay area. The dogs are tired of the road, too. That's them on their futon in the back of the van, 100% cotton sheet, no less, asking: "Are we there yet?"
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