STICKING POINTS
June 24, 2012
Today is the anniversary of the auto accident in Wilmington that sent us home for almost nine months for Bear’s surgery. It has been a long road back this way and there is still more to do for recovery. However; we are aboard and living our dream. The idea that we have no plan, schedule or destination makes it easy to stop to enjoy places we’ve not seen before and give way to a sticking point. Most crews we meet are on their annual two week sail and have to be home to go back to the nine to five. Some retired types are planning to leave their boats for the summer and go back up north to “summer over”. We have some dear Texas cruiser friends that have discovered the value of going to the mountains for the hot sticky days of summer. There are few that are doing it our way and most are heading north to do the dead summer north of Long Island Sound. We are not sure what our near future sailing plans are although we still have time to get north a long way and still get to the Keys before winter. This is one of those places that will lull one into burning the entire summer in one place, sort of like the Keys Disease. It would be very easy to stay here with the plans to day sail the Bay. After a month here, we have yet to execute that plan of day sailing. Nature has a way of capturing a boat and holding it in one place. The spiders are already starting to lace us in. What’s with that? The corn across the way is already head high. We got here when it was waist high. The weeks are flying by and yet there is no serious little voice to sail toward our stated target of Maine yet. I say yet but I know that soon, very soon, the desire to peek around the corner will hit. Come to think of it, it is already happening.

The picture is of a recent moonrise.