The Continental South

Okay so we did it, we made it to the one deadline we had to make this year. The southernmost town of the continental U.S. of (WTAF) A. We pulled it off, said goodbye to the fam and…what? What now? No, now we get to get back to the job at hand. We’re going to sell an infernal-combustion engine or two, a RIB dinghy and write a whole bunch of sell-able fiction. That’s the plan anyway. We (James and Dena) are truly inspired by the experience of our last year at sea. We’ve sailed over 2000 nautical miles this year, anchored about three hundred times and written as much inspired fiction as we believe we could have. Now all we have to do is perfect each piece. First, we gotta finish that Fatty Knees! Tursiops was far from perfect when we got her. As a matter of fact, she was a broke-dick-god after leaning against the side of a house for a few years in West Palm Beach, Florida. No, we got to completely transform this once-diminished dog into a tiny ship to be worshiped and admired! I’ve always believed that 90% of all construction is in the cleaning of the the project. The only way to truly understand a project is to clean it to perfection…then clean it again and again and again. And she was a very dirty girl. But after my mother’s Celebration of Life, we got seriously motivated to finish what we’d started on Tursiops. Our new rowing/sailing dinghy, S/V S.N. Sojourner Tursiops is almost ready for christening. There will be revels. We grinded, we fiberglassed, we sanded, we coated, we primed, and we painted until the cracks were gone and surfaces were fair to our liking. Now we get to unload the old one, the[…]

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