It is Friday and everyone knows that you do not start a voyage on Friday. If you do you are looking for really big trouble from Mother Nature. So, with that being said, it was a preparation for sea day. I was up at 7:00 am and fixed a cup of tea when I saw a sailboat motor into the marina. I walked down to take his dock lines, however the guard was already there to do so. The boat name is "Freedom Kirkland" with Kirk aboard. I gave him all the pertinent information and let him be. Lori, "Third Day" came in and we pulled our laundry to make complete loads and she most of the laundry while I made two diesel fuel runs, hauling the jerry jugs with the cart.

Meanwhile back at the boat Russ was working on filling the water tanks, supervising Patty (the yard crew) who was washing the boat and re-installing the swim boarding ladder. We borrowed Amy and Jason from Third Day and put them to work scrubbing the carpets on the dock. All this was completed by 12:30 pm.

We had invited the marina workers over at 1:00 pm for hamburger lunch. So now I am mixing up hamburger with lots of garlic, organic non-salt seasoning, Worcestershire sauce and of course three eggs. I pan fried them. We had ten people including our selves for lunch. Emundo, Arie and Raul stayed until about 3:00 pm. We so enjoyed having them over.

Amy and I headed into town to get the last few items at the Kane store. I was not able to get any molida de res (ground beef). I wanted to get some for the dogs and also for other dishes like spaghetti, nor was I able to get any tomatoes. You see, the market for meat and veggies closes about 2:00 pm and I just could not get there by then. Oh well. It is now 4:30 pm, Amy and I are back at the boat. Russ and I are getting it ready to leave the marina and go anchor in the estuary for the night. We have about a half hour to get the boat anchored, everything stowed and 2.5 horse Suzuki motor put on dingy before meeting everyone on the dock to walk to town for Chinese dinner at 6:00 pm.

With the anchor down it is now time to work your ass off putting things where they belong for sea duty. When you have been on the hard as long as we were, you get out of the sea mode and move into the land mode. Our first 15 degree heel will let us know what we forgot. We were only 15 minutes late.