Sunday was as clear, sunny, warm, and calm as a day can get in October. We ghosted out the Rhode and across the Bay with everything flying, including a selection of flags (from the stash the kids discovered in a "secret" locker) and eventually a "under power" cone-shaped day symbol Carl has been itching to display appropriately. There are always plenty of art supplies on board so the day's effort yielded watercolors, drawings, collages, snowflakes (and doilie-shaped things) along with tiny snips and shreds to litter the galley floor amid scattered chess pieces, playing cards, and tangrams. On deck, efforts centered on sail handling: Kallan furled the genoa all by herself; hoisting flags; and learning to sight with and focus a spy glass. Eventually, other cultural endeavors drew our attention. Kallan and Reece wrote spontaneous "compositions:" series of letters from A to G, and our fellow boaters became unsuspecting and likely unwilling audience for the debut performances as I lent my rudimentary (AKA screeching) violin skills to their master pieces. Probably made many of them lament the lack of cigarette boats about.
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Did the neighbors finally ask that you practice someplace else? :)
Looks like a fun trip. We're getting our first taste of rain in many many months.
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