When we dropped by the front office
this morning, they mentioned that some of the staff might like to go out for a
cruise to get an idea of what the clients might expect. The suggestion was that we would get a call at
10 am to let us know if anyone wanted to come out for a sail. We scrambled back to the boat to get some
breakfast down our necks and to generally get the boat ready (read tidied
up). I was anticipating a call at 10 am
but Mike announced that we should take the boat into the dock
“regardless”. Today being the one-year
anniversary of the docking disaster, I was filled with trepidation.
Thankfully when we got close to the
dock, Larry (the diver who is inspecting the moorings) took our bow-line and
helped us get tied up. Some nervous-Nellie,
stayed put on the boat. Very shortly, Lanette from the front office appeared to
sample the sailing trip. With the help
of our newly constructed steps, she was easily able to step aboard. We gave her a quick tour of the boat and then
got underway. The seas were very smooth
and there appeared to be very little wind.
However, once we got out of the harbor, there was enough breeze for us
to sail along at four knots across the strangely glassy sea. It could hardly have been more perfect. After about half an hour we tacked around and
sailed back toward Sebasco. Another
docking maneuver was looming, but all went very smoothly.
In the afternoon we went off to the
local post office to rent a box. We had
set up a forwarding address for our mail but it turns out that we need to get a
box of our own. The PO is about a mile
north of the resort and was quite different from the post office in Bath! It is a small wooden building with one postal
worker. The boxes look like they belong
in an antique store. While we were
waiting for the postmistress to get the combination for us I was trying to
figure out the numbering system—it defies description. Once she gave us the box number and the
combination, we had to ask for a lesson on how to get the box open. I think we are going to enjoy going there to
pick up our mail. Getting our forwarding
address changed to the new box may take more skills than we have got. I’ll tell you more about that once we have a
happy ending (fingers crossed).
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