The above photo of Grace was taken last weekend at Spicer’s marina. She’s located right behind our Gypsy on the main dock and I always pause to gaze at that boat when I pass by. She’s beautiful from her massive bowsprit to her elegant canoe stern and of course I love her name.
We had a productive but short workday. We got the zinc changed on the bow thruster. That was a challenge. Working one armed, elbow deep in an 8” tube to remove; a nut, two screws and a vertical drift pin but we were able to swap the bastard out. Then reverse it all to get the new one installed. Next was the engine zinc; piece of cake. Then we cleaned out the heat exchanger and installed the seawater return hose on the engine cooling manifold. We were definitely on a roll until we ran into our friends from Right’s of Man, Marcia and Jack who managed to persuade us to knock off early and join them for drinks at the Seahorse (occupational hazard).We’re unquestionably on a journey even though we haven’t left the dock yet. Every day we’re changing, little by little, shaping ourselves, our vessel and our lives into a gypsy nomadic future.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.
e.e. cummings
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