Well, it was no wonder First Edition was auditioning for the slow boat to China on our trip South. Once hauled, a veritable confirmation of the health of the Chesapeake Bay was displayed, oysters joining the barnacles in a two-inch thick growth on our keel. Mortifying. I am tempted to send this picture to Interlux to let them know what we think of their Micron bottom paint. For sure, Petitt will be our coating of choice this year.
We celebrated our clean bottom aboard Cloverleaf, and met Greg and Marie Rodgers aboard Second Sally. Dave and Bev knew these guys from their time in the Med, and Peter and I were enchanted with and envious over their stories of wonderful destinations. The bucket list grows.
There is a book by Kenneth Grahame, Wind in the Willows, that we gave our granddaughter on the occasion of her birth. It contains a dialogue that captures the essence of why we are doing what we are doing:
"This has been a wonderful day! said he, as the Rat shoved off and took to the sculls again.
"Do you know, I've never been in a boat before in all my life."
"What? cried the Rat, open-mouthed: "Never been in a-you never-well I-what have you been doing, then?"
"Is it so nice as all that? asked the Mole shyly, though he was quite prepared to believe it as he leant back in his seat and surveyed the cushions, the oars, the rowlocks, and all the fascinating fittings, and felt the boat sway lightly under him.
"Nice? It's the ONLY thing" said the Water Rat solemnly,as he leant forward for his stroke.
"Believe me, my young friend, there is NOTHING--absolutely nothing--half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats."
We consider ourselves fortunate that we "get" the Water Rat.