Monday...argh...

Oh wait, I'm not going to the office today!  Actually I did use up most of a tidal change* doing "business".  But all went well.  And now that those broadband hoarding trawler people are gone, the signal was much better. Much more efficient morning.

The day started with a nice walk out on the Rotary Park walkway.  Simon and I got to watch a couple of trawlers motoring out of the basin.  Lovin those morning walks.

Today we went to Booner to trade out stuff that we don't want on the boat and to pick up a couple of things we do want on the boat.

As you can see Booner is in a good place.  He's parked next to a toy-hauler.

I think he likes that, he likes to think he's sporty.

Now here's something you don't see in a storage unit just anywhere.  This is a mold for a trawler hull.

It's a couple spots away from Booner in the storage yard.

Today we needed to dump our holding tank.  Okay, not a topic for the delicate.  But for you who are curious about how life at the dock works...Our toilet flushes into a holding tank.  This has to be emptied every few days.  There are two options - you can motor to the "dump island" where you pull up to a little dock and tie up your boat and plug the hose into the hole on the deck that is connected to your holding tank by a hose (a NEW hose in our case {refer to The Kraken series}).  Then you activate the pump on the "island" and it makes your tank empty.  I'm not going to get more graphic than that.  The other option -the one we availed ourselves of today - is the portable pump tank.  It's got kind of a "radio flyer" wagon arrangement so you can push the tank down to your boat, hook up the electricity to your outlet, hook up the hose to your deck fitting and flip the switch.  And it makes your tank empty.  They you push the radio flyer back up the dock and hook up at that end and empty the "wagon" into the "facilities".  Of course we pack our Lysol wipes.  Nevertheless, it's still not one of those yacht ownership moments they show in the movies.  And karma came into play today. No, not as bad as you may think.  A guy a few slips down asked if he could observe since he hadn't done it yet and needed to.  It was a karma event because Dave did the same think in Friday Harbor in '05.  It was only a matter of time.

However the first time we dragged the radio flyer down to the boat, we got it plugged into the electricity only to find it was missing the part that you need on the end of the hose (the anaconda) so you can insert it into your deck fitting.  I called the marina and it was clear they weren't going to send someone pony express to bail us out.  So the radio flyer went  back to it's spot at the base of the ramp and we went shopping instead.  When we got back it still wasn't there.  So Dave went out in search of the fitting.  First stop was the radio flyer on the next ramp.  It was attached in a way that it wasn't coming off.  So instead he went to the marina office and caught the Harbormaster as he was locking up for the night.  Notes were made, apologies were made, but still no fitting.  So Dave went down on the dock adjacent to the marina office where all the expensive trawlers were most recently and scavenged one.  He went to the Harbormaster to tell him he was stealing it.  Another note was made.  Ultimately we got pumped out.  And all is good.  

Just a bit ago a harbor seal came swimming behind our boat.  I ran to get my camera for a pic for all you good folks but it dove and resurfaced somewhere out of our site. 

Well that's it for tonight.  Gotta get to bed so I can hit the projects running in the morning!  I wish you all sweet dreams tonight.

* Tides change every six hours.