A tropical storm, an unusual earthquake and a mild-mannered hurricane, but Wings is still on the hard… not forgotten, but the little lady won’t repair herself by herself, so we’re going to have to allocate some time for much needed TLC…

The center-console is history – a victim of lack of use, and I suppose the need to make better use of resources in this economy. But we’ve got the mast down on Wings, and are slowly picking up a task here or there, rerigging… she stays dry, this is good, but seems lonely.

There’s always next year…