|We were all ready to go...|
We arrived at the yard at 7:50 am, 10 minutes before the yard officially opened, ready to do just a few preliminary things before getting splashed.
|...but he ruined the morning.|
|Hanging out inside, watching THAT GUY|
get hauled out, too,
Then another boat showed up. So they hauled that, too.
|We did get splashed, thankfully.|
So our day of cleaning the boat dwindled as, hour after hour, we waited on the hard for our turn. Finally, well after lunch, it happened.
We had a reservation at the marina across the river that many folks loved. It is, however, behind a bridge. Once we neared it, it was just closing and we were told to wait. After 15 minutes I got suspicious -- we thought this was an open-on-request bridge. Russ hailed them to confirm and, nope, they open on the half hour only. Russ called the other marina, the one on the river (not as protected, but the night looks dandy), and they had room. We were docked and engines off before I heard the bridge open over the radio.
|Bears! Bears! Everywheres!|
Now. I'm going to drop. Been a heck of a two weeks. I'm so looking forward to just boating again.
|Flag bear, also bearing the New Bern flag bear.|