Tari bought a fan from West Marine when we were in Buffalo. Last night it stopped working properly. So I was waiting in my cockpit for Roger and Tari to pick me up in their dinghy for our daily excursion to West Marine, and then to Walgreens right next door. While waiting, I noticed a very lonely looking dinghy slowly drifting by. Not something one sees everyday, but it was clearly running away from home, albeit rather slowly. So as Roger and Tari drove towards me, he also noticed the dinghy at the same time I was trying to point it out to him. While he chased it down, I called over to the rafted sailboats in the blog picture. So then they noticed that there was no longer any dinghy tied up to the back of their boat. The dinghy was very sorry for trying to run away, and Roger got to meet more people on a similar boat doing very similar things as he is hoping to do.

My chores in the morning before lunch and West Marine (please don't ask if I found still more stuff to buy), were changing the engine oil and transmission oil. The engine had 200 hours on it from the last oil change. I'm hoping we go back to being a sailboat soon. I also got ready to pickle the water maker (which means moving stuff so I can get to it), but after helping take Paradise Hunter to a slip, that job got pushed back until tomorrow.

Rock Hall is a small town of about 1300 people. It is known as the Pearl of the Chesapeake (so says Wikipedia). There are two harbor areas here with many marinas. There has to be more boats here than there are people in the town. And the boats are not small boats. So far, this is a favorite spot.