Tuesday June 19, 2012
After it seemed like it would never happen but I knew it eventually would, we are finally in the water. We are still not completely prepped and ready to leave but this is a start. There’s a small feeling of completion accompanying at least getting ourselves far enough along to be in the water. Any future projects just won’t seem as daunting as you’re bobbing along in peaceful serenity. Plus we can get some enjoyment out of it now before my destructive thoughts take over. There will be sailing and swimming and grilling to keep me sane.
Now comes the bad news of our splashing. It appears there has been a mix up this year where everyone has been assigned with their moorings. Our good friends Steve and Cathy on Buen Tiempo who had been our mooring neighbors for years have now been moved a few spots over. Our faithful mooring ball, lucky number 35, has been given away to someone else and until they can find a new suitable spot for us we are at a slip. I know a lot of people out there would be giddy with excitement at the thought of a free slip but we try to avoid them with a passion. We love the seclusion and peacefulness of a mooring. Being right on top of your neighbors just doesn’t do it for us.
We made a visit out to Muskegon just to make sure Serendipity made it in safe and to relish the sight of her no longer in a cradle. Since there are still some projects going on with the dodger and bimini they weren’t up yet and Serendip looked so bare without them. It’s strange how much difference a few yards of fabric can make. We enjoyed a fast food dinner in the exposed cockpit and took stock of the immediate projects still to be done. Our visit was short but I didn’t feel cheated on boat time because I’d be out racing the next night and we’d be out three days later to celebrate Matt’s big 3-0 where we might actually get in some (gasp) sailing!