We traveled to Redfish Island this weekend with Lizz, Charlie, Dana, Scott (Kaya), Beverly and Walter (Shaken not Stirred). Weather was great (a little windy), food was shared, martinis were very tasty and sleep..not so much. We rafted up to Kaya to eat and relax prior to anchoring our boat. This was a first for Shaken not Stirred (SNS) to anchor, so everyone was happy to give advice. They did a great job. It was very impressive considering that we all had way too many martinis, wine, beer etc.
Sleep, ah to sleep, I wish I could. Our berth is very comfortable, my earplugs fit nicely, but I can only sleep about 1-2 hours at a time. I thought that I had sufficiently imbibed enough vodka to sleep this time, but my darling husband roused me at 0100 asking, “do you hear that?”. I didn’t really, he denies he said go fix it, but that is what I heard, so I got up, went on deck, looked around a little in the dark, went back below, got in bed and tried to go back to the vodka induced coma I was in before. That wasn’t going to happen though. The noise was echoing in my brain now. It sounded like a gong. Did I mention my side of the bed is right next to the mast? I got up again, this time with enough sense to get a flashlight, went on deck, saw the problem (halyard askew and banging on mast in the wind) and fixed it. David came out to watch this time (I guess he worried when I didn’t fix it immediately). Back to bed, back to waking every hour to the anchor alarm, back to fixing my earplugs, tossing and turning. After the anchor alarm went off for the 15th time, David asked what time it was and when I replied 0430, he sighed, “only 3 more hours”, implying only three more hours of this sh!t.
The morning was dry and cool. Walter called and asked, “what’s the plan?” David told him the plan for us was to enjoy the morning, relax, throw paper airplanes at Sam, read a little, do some light boat projects, then pull the anchor up and sail around a bit. In other words, make your own fun. Walter and Beverly decided to head off and do a little sailing. Charlie and co. decided to kayak around the island before they left. That is the beauty of this lifestyle, everyone does what they want.
Hey Dana. Checking out your cool site.
This is from my long lost friend Erin, but I needed to delete her phone and email address, so she wouldn’t get unwelcome spam or calls.
Hey Dana!
It is Erin from waaaay back. I am still in Madison and actually picked
a career finally. Teaching of all things. I also bought a house. Looks like you and the fam are having a blast in the water. Are you really selling off your goods to sail the sea? If so, that is great.
Anyway, sorry I dropped off the earth. I got so busy doing nothing of substance that I lost myself. Hope to hear from you… xxx-xxx-xxxx
Chelsea is going to college already!!!!!!!!
You guys are adapting to the cruising lifestyle waaaay too well!