Got a 3-day hall pass to work and live on the boat and paddle as paint dried and epoxy kicked. Conditions varied from a calm sunset excursion into the cove's backwater swamp, and then the next day of relative normalcy (water in the creek!) and then all hell breaking loose on Thurs as a "smokin' southerly' built to 40 kn.
Luckily, got a paddle in around noon, reached the point that separates the fairway out to the river and said, "nuh-uh, ain't going any farther," as puffs to 30 were very hard to paddle into and the chop was coming over the bow once in a while. This is while still in the creek!
So I bailed. And then it got windy.
On a mission to rid the below-decks wood of any moisture/rot. Installed a new hatch structure and got it tabbed in with a yard of 3" biax tape against the hull layup, so that should last another 20 years.
What's also gone is: the old head. It was illegal as it was a direct discharge via a thru-hull and with my luck, I was sure to get boarded and fined by one of the many wonderful regulatory agencies on the bay. Porta-potty arriving tomorrow. Yay!
Great and very productive three days in mid-March. Heck, I'll take it, noisy ospreys and all.