05/10/2013, How is it already May 10th
"I have no Recollection Senator", isn't just the sound of lies coming from the latest congressional hearings on Bengazi, but it would also be my honest statement if asked what happened to the last 30 days. The chaos started with the Oakland Boat Show and then was followed up with 4 weeks of living and working out of town. I'm not talking about the standard out of town business trip of fancy dinners and drinks, but rather 6AM to midnight real work. It took 3 weeks to move the CoolBlue Technautic build facility from Costa Mesa to our office in Escondido and I have at least one more week of long days doing the final organization to bring the new facility to life. We knew going in that April would be a gruling month, and the good thig may be that I barely remember it!
Of course what happens while I'm out of town and we are anchored in the Morro Bay Estuary?
* We drag anchor and Lori has to reset in the rain
* We lose the Honda Generator power chord so she has to run the engine to charge the batteries
* The battery switch was left in "Both mode" so the starting battery was draind, so they couldn't start the main engine.
* The anchor chain gets jammed in the hause pipe so she can't pull in or let out the anchor chain
* We run out of propane
* And as a bonus, Lori and the kids are taking tea kettle hot showers after losing te cord for the Honda Generator and not being able to make hot water.
I was getting almost daily reports of woe and each of them seemed like a bad April Fools Joke. When I finally arrived back aboard, I was just happy to see the crew still living aboard and not in a hotel or apartment!
With the ability to print money and deficit spend, there may actually be a free lunch these days, but out here in the real world there is no free hot shower. Life at the dock with the shore power cord keeping our hot water tank costantly full was the life of luxury. After 4 months of living the high life, we left the dock this morning and now when we want hot water we will need to run the generator or the diesel heater. We already feel the fredom that free floating provides, but we already miss the space heater and hot water heater.
This is where a boat belongs, away from the dock with 360 degree views of Morro Bay.
My Country music hero George Jones passed away this week, and his famous song titled "He Stopped Lovin Her Today" was playing on the radio as Jason and I paid our final resects to our Walker Bay Dinghy burried atop the Cold Canyon landfill. Love wasn't quite the emotion we were feeling as we dragged the deflated carcus off the trailer after having to pay the $30 dump fee. It was fitting that the dinghy sucked us down one last time to end our embittered relationship that started back in 2008. A more appropriate song would have been "Tell me Why Baby Why Baby, you make me cry baby", another one of Geroge's long list of hits. We have friends with 10 year old dinghys still going strong while our is now, as Geroge would sing, "Six feet Deep, Six feet down". George Jones has hundreds of songs about life, death, love, broken hearts, and break-ups and I think I could work his song titles into my range of thoughts about our dinghy.