Missed my catamaran when this came flying past

Our friendly neighbors Mike and Jo taking their boat out - a 1970s Uniflite

We took friends out sailing on a nice calm day. A couple people were feeling slightly sick so after about an hour we began to head in. All the girls liked the idea of being towed behind the boat so we did that until we got close to the beach and ready to turn into the harbor and start the motor. Of course, I had a suspicion that the motor wouldn't start for reasons x y and z, and it did not start. Not to worry, Mia was able to sail us slowly around while I got into the engine compartment and plugged a loose wire back in - fired right up. Everyone cheered for the fact that I got a seemingly dead engine to work again. Dang corrosion. The next weekend I replaced the terminal and refreshed some of the wiring. I bought a lot of terminal spares of all sizes and hear shrink wrap and would like to overall replace as much of the 31 year old wiring with correctly color coded and cut to length new stuff.

Heading to pick up a mooring and get immediately kicked off because of newly enforced harbor rules

Mia and I heading to dinner with the group

The last few weekends I've had to do small projects like build Mia a sliding-out platform for her clothes bins, check the fuel gauge wiring, replace the rigging tape to cover cotter pins and rings around the deck, replied the mid flaps on my truck, and on and on.

Replaced the rigging tape for black - blends in with the windows, won't show dirt from hotel construction

I also took breaks to sail the dinghy a bunch and got a bit confident out in the open ocean a couple miles from shore and capsized 3 times in a matter of minutes. Lost a hat, sunglasses and a water bottle, earned some bruises, but also learned a few valuable things about the dinghy's limits as well. I'm thankful the water I so warm right now and that nobody else was out there with me to endure the experience.

Chapters

Weekends go fast