That didn't work, so we asked triple A to kindly address the problem by means of a hydraulic lift. (*To P+C: Notice the forlorn roofrack, still gleaming in all its varnished glory...)
Were not as psyched about my floating touchdown dance as we were.
(*To M+D: Thanks for the sweet dinghy/dancefloor!!!)
(*To M+D: Thanks for the sweet dinghy/dancefloor!!!)
We still had some final projects to finish up on the boat, so I spliced some coax. cables for our new radio antenna,
and we hoisted Charlie up the mast in the bosun's chair to reattach one of our lazy jacks that got away that time we ran aground.... anyhow, no harm, no foul.
While we were anchored in Marine Stadium in Virginia Key, we had a glorious view of the Miami skyline as our first storm gathered overhead.
Here are some other casual inhabitants of the local waters, hanging out in the awesome mangroves that line the creeks between the sounds.
And here are some of the obligatory "Sunset in the Keys" pictures that every self-respecting blog should have.
I got two words:
ReplyDeletered dreds.
It'll be splendiferous.
gross. come on.
ReplyDeleteNo seriously: do it!
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