And The WORD Is . . . . . . .

SHIP'S LOG:

And the word is . . . . Zip! Zilch! Nothing! Nada! Bupkis!!!!!!!!!!!! As of 10:35AM this date, I have received no word from the Yard Boss that the prop has arrived let alone has been installed, tested, and so the boat is ready to go. ARGH! Ah, such is life. It will get here eventually I know but the waiting is what tends to drive one up the wall. Had this happened in the Keys, or St. Bart's, or Tortola, of course I would not be all that concerned or frustrated. Hey, how could you get upset being "forced" to wait is such locations. As Jimmy likes to sing, it would be "just another shitty day in paradise."

I spent one (1) Marine Unit procuring the last few items for ABSHAG. None of the items were "absolutely" necessary but since I was able to do so, I did it. A secondary anchor & rode, spinnaker sheet, some cordage, some updated flares, fire extinguished, switch for the water maker, mildew control stuff - like I said, not all that absolutely necessary stuff, but nice to have nonetheless. I need to get going before I "fill" the boat again.

MASTER'S PERSONAL LOG:

So far, the temperature hasn't really nosedived . . .yet. It was nice that the last hurricane, a post Hurricane Season hurricane by the by, decided to head out into the ocean to die. The thought of dealing with the Jersey Coast and the Delaware Bay with even the leftovers of that storm hitting the coast was not exciting to contemplate. I have three invites for Thanksgiving dinner at three different spots in the Chesapeake and one in Virginnia. There is even some place, I'll have to find it again in the cruising guide, where the people of the town host the ICW Transicents for Thanksgiving. By that time I will probably be ready for a home cooked meal as my boat cooked meals will be rather spare and simple.

I hope I get the word today. I am definitely ready to go!