George and David are still on schedule to leave the dock early Monday morning, weather permitting. That’s in 2 days. Somehow it’s all coming together. I think deadlines are a good thing for us when it comes to the boat.
The boys have been busting their asses sorting, organizing, and packing up tools and spares. David has done an amazing job on our teak, and it really enhances our crappy 30 year paint job. Eh – whatever.
This is our staging area for groceries/supplies to take to the boat. This will make the 5th trip. We didn’t have to buy much this time around since I had stocked about a 2 years supply of coffee, canned goods and dry goods in our Mormon trailer. FYI – I’m not an extreme couponer by any stretch of the imagination. If I have a coupon, it’s a bonus. I’m more into bulk sales at the commissary.
We have a complete medical kit now. I walked into the Green Street Urgent Care in Eastport, MD, paid a nominal fee becoming a patient, and the PA wrote out 10 prescriptions for me – antibiotics, prednizone (damn you, poison ivy), painkillers, and other good stuff – everything except birth control. That’s a big problem I’m still working on (damn you, 3 month supply at a time insurance).
Our 3rd crew had to bow out due to unforeseen circumstances, so it will be just George and David taking the boat down. The idea is to do coastal hops down to FL and then wait, WAIT! for their weather window to cross.
Meanwhile, I get to work. Boo.