Aug 28, 2007
Cutting the Ties
We're getting ready to go. That means packing tons and tons of both necessary, and useless shit on the boat! We have enough canned food (thanks Grandpa and Grandma Lawie) and ramen noodles to out last a nuclear winter.
We have gotten a lot done. We are getting ready to cut the ties to the dock and head off into the open sea! Or at least a narrow canal that most people lovingly refer to as "the ditch," also known as the "Inter Coastal Waterway."
Yes, that's right, for those of you that were under the assumption that we would be sailing the ocean blue... Well, sorry to burst your bubble.
The inter coastal AKA "ICW" is a 1,000 mile inland water way made up of lakes, rivers, sounds and man made channels. Despite our shore side ambitions, LeeAnn is still scared our boat will sink, and she will somehow end up in the middle of the ocean surrounded by sharks. Tonight she read to me from the book "SURVIVAL AT SEA"
about how to fend off an attacking shark.
The book said to "try swimming at the shark, sense sharks are used to being run from, that tactic might throw it off it's guard."
Personally, when it comes to learning to fend off a shark I don't like the sound of the words "try" and "might." What if swimming at the shark doesn't work? I'm guessing your next move would be to pull your severed leg out of the jaws of the shark and start beating him over the head with it. Did you know sharks don't have bones? I didn't. Look it up. I'll bet you a million dollars.
As fun as Chuamont (pronounced sha - mo, kinda like Shamoo, which is only one letter away from Shampoo) is, LeeAnn and I are ready to get on with the trip. We have around a week and a half left. Not much time at all.
By the way. We got a cat. She, is all black. I wanted to name her Rosa Parks, but LeeAnn thought it might be offensive. We settled on the name Sushi. Now that I think about it Zorro would have been a sweet name for an all black cat. Hmm, wish I would have thought of that sooner.
Zorro... err Sushi fell off the boat today. We didn't hear a splash, we just found a skinny little soaking wet cat on the top of the boat. Our best guess is that she managed to climb up the ladder on the boat that is rafted up next to us and somehow flew from there to our boat, no water trail was left. One life down, eight to go.
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POOR KITTY! You need to put her on a kitty leash, or it's going to be no more Zorro ... Sushi.ReplyDelete
Say hi to LeeAnn!
My bf is so inpsired by what you are doing! He loves sailing and so do I. We are hoping to on day do what you are doing. If you have any good tips it would be helpful if that day ever comes. :) You guys are awesome!ReplyDelete
yo what kind of boat u got if u dont mind sharing?ReplyDelete
Kenner Privateer 35ReplyDelete
They only made 12. Probably less than 10 remaining
Found your page like a lot of them, clicked on a link. Few are as rewarding to bring a smile to my heart! Live simply and simply enjoy life!ReplyDelete