While out at anchor in Cow Pasture I made the shocking discovery that we were running out of dog food. I counted out how many meals she had left (4, to be exact) which meant we needed food ASAP. Thus our final (seriously, final!) trip the the Fort Loudoun Marina, where we basically see our dockage fees as rental payment for the courtesy van. And, as usual, I'm taking the opportunity to get laundry done.
|The cow pastures of Cow Pasture Cove|
|We even dressed up a little.|
|Spirit, Apres Sail, and inQuest|