Home Alone in Marsh Harbor

Rick left yesterday and I awoke to a very quiet boat.  I think it might take several days to acclimate to my space again.  I already miss Ricks cooking and cleaning.  Perhaps I should not have unchained him from the furniture?

My nephew Ryan asked about views of the Harbor and 'why is it crowded?'  See these shots below.

NOW Ryan, look at this chart of the Harbor.  The depth at low tide shows on this.  So everybody is fighting for a spot with enough depth so they dont rub or stick on the bottom.  (Prodigal draws 5'5") And they have to have enough chain out to not drag in a big wind, plus not turn and hit another boat nearby.  All combine to make the parking lot pretty packed!  Add to that the daily coming and going of new boats...   

Lynn the question sister told me to take some days off and stop reporting my 'work' stuff.  To lie and say that there is only vacation, rainbows and sunsets.  OK, it was a perfect day for not working.  Sunny, light breeze with about 76 degrees and a crisp dry feel to the air.  I decided to take my bicycle to shore and ride into town to FIND the laundry.  That was my one task.  Use my city map and ride to the laundry.  Found it.  CLOSED since july.  Now I start asking everyone "is there another laundry?"  Lots of explanations and pointing.  Trouble was everybody gave me different directions.  Finally I got this, 'go to the traffic light and turn left.  Ride out of town to past the Police Station.'  So off I go riding out of town.  And riding.  And riding.  Finally i'm about to decide I was the joke and the punchline in this story.  At a curve in the road I met an older guy dressed in a suit and tie.  Plus a hat.  He told me, "he worked at the Police station and there is NO laundry out here."  (turns out the police station was just past the next corner)  Mr Old Man directs me back the way I've come, "to a sign you can't miss."  (which I already must have?)  I faithfully turn around and head back to where he directed me but there's no sign.  No laundry.  But there is another guy who directs me up another NEW road.  "Go up that road till you see the 2 story school, turn right and go to the next road, turn left and go to the Shell gas station.  The laundry is in the Shell station."

Eureka!  Laundry Soap and Dryers.  Now mind you i didnt take anything with me today but my camera.  My mission was to find it, not wash it.  Maybe tomorrow unless i take Lynn seriously and do nothing for a few days?

While i was out riding, i went across town and left up the hill to the other side of the harbor and some views of the Atlantic Ocean.

LAST;  Dad if your internet is still not working i wanted to show you a nice Senior Living spot i picked out for you here in Marsh Harbor if you want to join me?

*Heck even Jay Reese can stay here when he comes to visit!  I'll reserve him a room now.  Hope everyone is happy and tucked in at their retirement center wherever it is.        - skip