The Captain lives.
Pardon my truancy…I’ve been somewhat remiss as of late. Alas, the Captain has returned. When last we spoke, the endless shenanigans had led to my last nerve…it seemed as if I’d be stuck on terra firma forever. Distraction after delay crept in to the time schedule. Luckily, repairs were made and, after some custom wiring by yours truly, the drop date was set for Friday, 30 Mar 12. I spent that Thursday night onboard, alone. It seems it’s quite difficult to get a 51 pound dog up a 16 foot aluminum ladder without rigging. Friday the boat went in the water…and the fun began again. The engine wouldn’t start. As it was late in the day, I got tied to the bulkhead and the yard crew left for the weekend, while I set about determining the cause of the engine woes. I find it interesting how easily we get sidetracked. For instance, I was so caught up in chasing electrical wire, I failed to notice the sound of water rushing in to the bilge. Shortly thereafter, I found myself in a bit of a standoff….My cell phone was in the sette…yet my thumb was the only thing currently stemming the flow of water and thus, the sinking of the boat. Long story short….leak was found and fixed (a through hull which is no longer in use had been left open) and off I went for the weekend.
I’ve been living aboard now for two weeks and four days. The boat’s been out, although only one time, for my birthday. It wasn’t until we paraded back and forth in front of the Coast Guard Training Academy for two hours and returned safely to the dock that I realized the boat isn’t actually registered. That’s being seen to. I’m also working on swapping out the a/c-d/c charger. Many projects to go, but it’s wonderful so far. Such a simple, compact life. No bull to get in the way…no room to clutter. I’m liking it. I have pics, but the net connection sucks and I can’t upload them at the moment, so stay tuned.
Vince has stayed over a few times. It’s funny to listen to him freak out about the noises the wind makes, or the sound of the boat rubbing the dock. Also, friends call any time someone on the news runs aground during a storm. Equally amusing to me.
I, inevitably, hit my head on everything. I’m a Digges; it’s in my blood.
That’s all for now…hopefully I’ll get some sailing pics up once we get the registration sorted…guests welcome, come and play with the cool kids. 
- CC
