Hi all! Believe it or not we are in the land of the Swampers. This is a term I affectionately refer to when talking about Wiarton residents. It is of course the home of Danielle and Al and of our beautiful granddaughter Lauren. She is a sweetie for sure. How did we get here so soon you ask? By boat of course. Well actually there was more to it than that.
We woke up this morning and in no particular hurry we slowly started our emerging daily routine. I started coffee and then set to making bacon and eggs. My favorite breakfast on board. After Terri had emerged from her chambers to breakfast with me, the galley slave, we listened to the MAYFOR. It was scattered with North winds for the next few days. This in of itself is not unusual but what was unusual was that we had considered spending tonight or tomorrow night anchored in McGregor Harbour. It looked like a nice haven from almost any wind direction. The problem was that we had to eventually get out of there. If we ended up being socked in there for a few days we might miss the appointment I had made in Wiarton with a Cummins Diesel mechanic. He is supposed to finish off some warranty work. Also we plan to see my girls and spend some time with them this weekend. Sort of a mini family reunion. Long story short, we set course for Wiarton and here we are. Not much out of the ordinary happened today other than we had steady 10 knot winds gusting to 20 knots from the south when 0 to 10 were forecast from the North. All is normal with Enviroment Canada!!!! They must be a branch of the CBC.
Belay that! One thing of note. I finally did get my wardrobe unpacked and sorted out into the allotted space. More than enough room. But the real catastrophe of the day is that Terri discovered an oily, gooey type of substance in the bottom of one of the totes that has held some of our food staples that had yet to be unpacked. We couldn’t identify the source but I was quickly set to work cleaning the tote. It was an odorless, tasteless thick type of gel and very hard to clean off of the plastic tote. Somehow, deep down inside I knew I had screwed up. I didn't know what I had done but I knew I had done wrong. For it was I who unpacked the refrigerated food and separated it from the dry staples. OOPS I did it again! Terri did eventually fine the source. Inside of a canvas bag that we use to transport groceries there were multiple bags of chips, crackers etc. But wait, there was a pound of butter as well. Well it was butter at one time. This plus about $15 worth of cheese and another bag of groceries had to be discarded. I knew it was my fault and of course I ask Terri what I can do to help her. “Get out of my way” she scolds. I have just made her 10 minute chore into a 60 minute chore.
May the insects of 1000 monkeys attack my arm pits. Terri is back now from walking Smudge. She seems less like Thor and more like she understands how I could be so……. Of course I owe her and of course I agree. Her wine spritz, which today is more wine than spritz is waiting cooled with 2 ice cubes just as James Bond would have his Martini shaken and not stirred. After vacuuming and closing things up and readying us for the onslaught of the evening mosquitoes we settle in for an episode of Hell’s Kitchen Season 1 that I have down loaded.
God Bless until next time!
Mark
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