All good things must come to an end. Alas, our cruise is over. 3.75 hours with our Yanmar generated speed over the earth turning the light northerly winds into a close starboard reach for the main and Genoa. Ten minutes of gusts let the Yanmar rest but she had to be turned on again when the wind abated. An uneventful passage. I had to draw the blue dot on this time, at the left edge of the picture — our home mooring. It did not get much use this summer as a guest mooring given the amount of sea growth that I had to hose off with the salt water deck each pump.
Lene did a great job of using up almost all of our remaining perishables.
I took the bus and subway to our apartment, drove back to the club through a traffic jam, loaded most everything up into sixteen bags, including one each for the kitties, got them to the launch, to the dock, to carts, to our car, and home, by 6 pm.
A bite out, a bit of grocery shopping (what else?), showers and a good night’s sleep in our own bed.
There is a lot to do on the boat, but not for a few days. This blog will continue. Thanks for reading.
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