We had a lovely three nights at anchor, in a very protected spot with good
holding, no mosquitoes and no wake boat traffic. The Holiday Inn dinghy dock was
a short row to get ashore for a daily $2 fee. We read, ate from our boat
provisions, and moved our sun shade cover from side to side as
need be. I think it lowered the temperature in the helm station 8-10 degrees.
There was fishing line on the anchor chain when we upped anchor yesterday
morning, so George disentangled it while he washed off the mud. We
fueled at Solomon’s Landing after deciding that Calvert Marina’s fuel dock
looked unattended. Our deck hand there was the same charming lady we met last
week. Today she was attired in a strapless pink number with sheer skirt and
silvery thong sandals and said she was working to get rid of tan lines. She was
efficient in her dock duties, including a pump-out service, and still looked
fresh as a daisy as we pulled away.
We are now at Calvert Marina’s floating docks, plugged in and washed off
from a thunderstorm last night. George has contacted Washburn’s boat yard about
our broken forward hatch, and he delivered the outboard to Reliable Marine, who
has moved from across-the-bridge to just behind Roy Rodgers restaurant here in
Solomons. They say they have the parts and it will be ready when we return from
North Carolina. All of these repairs being underway are good news, except for
the expense and we are reminded that $1,000 equals one boat dollar.
Becky, Chuck and Jack came by last evening and took us to dinner at The
Lighthouse. What a treat, beautiful view, casual atmosphere, delicious food. I
had cream of crab soup and a Caesar salad, George had cream of crab and oysters.
Thanks for a lovely impromptu evening.
The wind has been southerly and warm until today, when it is much cooler
and northerly with showers and thunderstorms forecast throughout the day.
Today, if we go anywhere, we will remember to close the overheads in the helm
station and the back curtain. We didn’t yesterday and there was a big downpour.
We were saved by the angle of the rain, I guess, with just a few sprinkles on
the chart table and helm, and just a little rain on the cushioned benches.
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