All in all we are having a wonderful time cruising, with the cats, but last week I had a run in with a boat hook and fractured my cheek bone. I was basically OK until I blew my nose and my cheek puffed out. That was it for Tim, I was off to the Mid Coast Hospital ER, where I had my very first CT – I have the CD here for those quiet nights when we run out of NetFlix. Friends and staff couldn’t have been nicer. Cyndy picked me up from the ER and Ethan replaced the broken boat hook with one made of Ash, just like the Lousiville sluggers.
Tim was feeling a little sheepish because he thought people may have thought he was responsible for my disfigurment but when we stopped at a Marina in Maine, the first thing they suspected was that we had run aground and that I had been tossed around. Mainers!
I want to live everywhere we have been. We have been to offshore islands and beautiful coves. We’ve seen beautiful sunrises and sunsets. A few nights ago, Tim could hear seals breathing and diving next to the boat. Last night was a bit of a disaster because for various reasons cat litter went flying. Now the cockpit has never been so clean.