SHIP'S LOG:

ABISHAG is on her mooring off TYC in New London . . . . at least she was when last I saw her. I didn't get down on Saturday. I woke up with a hell of a headache and aches in every bone and muscle in my body. Thinking back on it, I probably dehydrated myself on the way up the coast on Friday. Looking through the log, I realize that I drank a little less than a pint of water the entire day. It should have struck me sooner as a certain bodily effluent was of a very dark color and small volume. Saturday it felt like somebody had drained me of a pint or two of blood and I had absolutely zippo energy. The most I could do was the begin to arrange stuff to be taken down to the boat over the next few days. There are sails and books and clothes and tech manuals and other assorted items that need to be be placed back upon her and it should take a few days to get them all back into their proper place. It will be a chance also to do some more culled of things that I really don't need to drag down and store on the boat. I actually had too much stuff on her last year so I have to take more seriously "simpler is better."

Sunday was a beautiful day but family commitments kept me ashore but as Monday has dawned bright and clear (it looks like it will be the one rain free day of the week), I get to haul the first load to ABISHAG. I will install the new GPS antenna and then both stations will be up and running. It is time to make the trek to Bridgepor . . . . . I mean New London. Thank goodness, I don't have to make that trip again! ! ! ! ! !


MASTER'S PERSONAL LOG:

I am not sure just how much I'll get done today. I have a funny feeling that it will be just too much fun being aboard to really do anything else but enjoy!