Where the heck are the Canadian Geese? No droppings to walk in, no being hissed at as you walk by…
We are back in Brunswick, Georgia at the Brunswick Landing Marina on Moorahme, our Stevens 47 sailboat. There are no geese, at all! What a difference. Kind of nice in a way if you know what I mean.
We departed Windsor on the 21st, in our rented Tahoe extended cab LTZ. What a nice machine! Heated steering wheel, heated and cooled seats, everything power, and what a drive train, all kinds of power there! We easily cruised down the interstates at 85 mph when we had someone in front of us to run radar, what fun. The truck was packed to the nines, not even room for a ritz cracker!
Pretty sure we have a photo of that taken by Jamie as we readied to depart. Pulled in at the border by the CBP, they checked the truck out, asked us a few questions, and we were off like a herd of turtles, south down I-75. An uneventful trip, with a little jog into Asheville, North Carolina to pick up our new to us secondary anchor, a FX-37. This lightweight anchor will easily compliment our 33kg Rocna, and will be easier to deploy than the 55 lb. Spade anchor which we currently have on board.
Friday the 22nd found us in heavier traffic, the start of the U.S. long weekend, and traffic speeds were up and down, but we safely arrived in Brunswick around noon. We checked in with the great staff here at the marina, Sherrie and Cindy are the best, picked up some packages which were awaiting our arrival, and opened up the boat. All was good, no water, no noxious odors, batteries in great shape, but no water! So, we started up the Spectra watermaker, and began unloading the Tahoe. No easy task in the 85 degree F heat, but we had to return the truck that night, so….get that truck unloaded, and then carry on as if we’re normal…..lol, no easy task for me at least.
A quick run uptown to do some provisioning, read: get beer, and yes, even some food. Some of you will be happy to know that this provisioning included the purchase of salads. Yes, salad. When we returned home at the end of March, I weighed in at a svelte, sleek, appealing body weight of 194….pounds, not kilograms thank you. But…that was not to last…by the time I visited the doctor for my annual physical on May 19th, I was up to 208 pounds……so, salad…and beer…and salad…and beer, yup, the gunky diet! It works for me. I went to the farmers market yesterday and purchased some fresh green beans and get this, fresh Georgia sweet corn! Yes, sweet corn in May, you have to love that.
So, with the refrigeration and watermaker fired up, and all of our gear in the boat, it was time to relax a bit. For some odd reason, my left leg just does not seem to appreciate packing and carrying heavy loads. Go figure. Beth has been working diligently at finding a home for the remainder of our possessions here on Moorahme. No easy task. But, it is all coming together very nicely. I have the new anchor mounted in our Mantus anchor hanger on the starboard side rearmost stanchion, and it looks pretty good sitting there! For those of you unfamiliar with boatie lingo, a stanchion is like a fence post. The stanchion is what our lifelines are suspended from, and lifelines help to keep you on the boat, and not fall off at some inopportune time like, oh, I guess maybe peeing over the side when Beth is down below. LOL! I think you get the picture.
There is a party here at the marina tomorrow to celebrate Memorial Day, so getting Moorahme prettied up is the job of the day for me. Cleaning the stainless steel, washing the bird dung off the deck, hanging my brand new Canadian flagged solar lights…it looks like we are the only Canadian boat here, so we have to look good! So, it is past time to get at it!
Keep your stick on the ice!