everything in its right place
rig up
fresh air on the mooring - I think I want a mooring instead of a slip now
"Confusion" will be my epitaph (apologies to King Crimson, 1969, In the Court of the Crimson King). It was time to move my boat off the mooring and back into her rightful spot on the pier. It went like this:
- launch kayak and paddle out to the boat
- realize you forgot the key to the boat and paddle back in
- once back on land, remember that you left the car keys on the boat
- paddle back out
- grab car keys, paddle back in
- try to remember where you hid the boat key when you had the car serviced the week before
- find key (eventually) and paddle back out to the boat.
Finally got things straightened out and realized: my dim brain becomes even dimmer in direct sun and 90 degree+ heat. I don't think I'm alone, but still it's not optimal. Come on autumn!
Rest of day spent: helping get a rig up on a Daysailer, taking a video sales call from British Columbia on my i550 that's for sale, and continuing projects on the Cal-25. Long day that felt more like a week.