No, not the TV show, the boat weekend. We've been itching to get back to our coving out weekends, but the lack of a holding tank and various marina parties were keeping us tied to the dock. This weekend, though, finally gave us the opportunity to leave the dock on Friday after work and not touch land for 48 hours.
We live on the boat every weekend, mind you, and we cove out most of the weekend nights each season, but this is the first time that we've ever been on the boat the whole weekend without spending any time at the marina or various other lake functions at some point Saturday. This might not seem like such a big deal to those of you who live on your boats full time, but it was nice to know that we can weather a pretty large thunderstorm (Friday night) in a 27 foot boat and spend a weekend in 105º heat index without either going crazy or getting on each other's nerves and to realize that at the end of the weekend we would much rather be going back to the cove than going home. It was all in all a perfect weekend with my favorite person in one of my favorite places. It just doesn't get much better than that.
(or how to move onto a sailboat) With the advent of our 50th birthdays came the usual sorts of life evaluations that one goes through. At what have I succeeded? What contributions have I made? What do I have left that I want to do before I die? Living on the water was high on both our lists. For any who share the dream, and for our family members who might not understand, this is our story. We don't know where it will take us, but welcome along for the ride!
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