Bedtime Story
After a washout Memorial Day weekend, our goal for the following weekend was to stay overnight on the boat for the first time. I was antsy and Karen was apprehensive.
In the past, we moved like cheetahs. A six-pack, a pair of pillows and some peanut butter pretzels was all we needed for a successful evening afloat. Today, we move more like a three-legged buffalo. There are bottles, clothes, diapers, toys, snacks (how come the baby gets to eat avocados?!). Then there are our provisions and wait, where’s the dog?
It took an entire morning just to pack and sort our gear for a single overnight—and
