For Sale - ABISHAG

SHIP'S LOG:

I went do to the Mystic Shipyard today. I paid off the balance of the winter storage fee(Ugh!). I took the sails off the boat and horsed them into my little P.O.S. of a vehicle. Then I went over to the broker's office and handed in my "Listing Agreement." Having done some online searching, the only Camper Nicholson 39 foot Center Cockpit Ketch I could find for sale was in Malaysia and it was going for $98,000. So I decided to let ABISHAG go for $90,000. Boy, that was tough putting down that number. I guess that is the price of a dream. The broker didn't balk at it and still seemed very upbeat and positive about getting the boat sold. I still feel awful about it. Perhaps she won't sell, but things being as they are, I have to hope that she will. It is a nasty situation to be in.

I drove the sails over to the sail loft where I have work and hauled them upstairs. I drop them on this huge pile of sails that need washing before work could be done on them. I talked with John about doing grunt work in the loft and he said he would get back to me. At the very least, I will probably get to wash all the sails as soon as they find a place to do it. The downstairs where it is usually done has been co-opted for the build of a boat and there is no room, or very little, to undertake the project. But it will have to be done. There are few things more fun than wrestling with wet, uncooperative sails. You end up cold and wet and exhausted. Fun! Fun! Fun!!!!!!

Even more fun was going back to TYC to retrieve the dinghy. Evidently, when we had that Nor'easter a couple of weeks back, the dinghy took a hit. It is an inflatable, soft bottom dinghy and to keep you from stepping through the soft bottom, it is equipped with an inflatable floor with several wooden panels in it. The wind must have somehow gotten under it because it was gone who knows where. The dinghy had been retied so it must have broken loose or tipped over or something like that. Some one down at the club had retied it but not before the floor went somewhere on a journey of its own. I will have to contact the manufacture and inquire about the cost of a new floor. The dinghy will be going with ABISHAG if she gets a new home and it will have to be usable. I wonder how many Marine Units that will be?

MASTER'S PERSONAL LOG:

I am depressed. Not clinically depressed, but depressed nonetheless. After all, it is November, on of the worst months. As Rumpbole of the Bailey says, "No Sun, No Flowers, No Warmth, November!" I had been hoping that I wouldn't have to strip out the boat again this soon. I should be still moving south, not on the hard in Connecticut. But here I am. There is something good and wonderful coming I am sure, but for the life of me I can't see what it might be. The again, hope spring eternal!!!!