Yesterday was memorable. It was Larry's birthday, it was the last day not just of the year, but of the decade, we had the first blue moon in nearly 3 years (actually, the original meaning of blue moon was the 3rd of 4 full moons in a season, not two full moons in a month, as it's come to mean - all because of a mistake made my an amateur astronomer back in 1949) and we had a great dock party/pot-luck with lots of sea-faring stories and laughs. I ate and drank too much - so much fun!

There was some talk of going below around midnight because of concern regarding bullets returning to earth; the Mexicans like to shoot their fire-arms into the air to celebrate the new year. But...., no one remembered!

In this photo Pam is cleaning mildew off the spare dodger cover as we get ready to leave here in a few days. We sure miss our family and friends back home, especially at this time of year.