Havre de Grace has become our town of refuge. This is the town where P did his first major electrical surgery on Senara. And this time, we returned to have Senara hauled out of the water to see the damage done hitting the shoal outside of Ocean City. Good news: the prop and the shaft are fine. Bad news: the rudder is split and cracked. We made the decision to head home straight-away so P could work on the rudder in our home port. Once again, the marina mechanics have proven incredibly generous. Thanks Jimmy for working overtime - on a Friday afternooon! We were also fortunate that the boatyard manager, Vince, lives on a Tartan 37, 1980 - so he had valuable suggestions and resources. We deduced that our boats were most likely on the same assembly lines - old friends!
And speaking of old friends, we were able to squeeze in a much-needed fun evening with P's college roommate, John and his family. P was so glad to see John; it felt as though it could have been 1981 again. The 'small world' coincidences continued when we realized that John's father-in-law lives next to P's brother in Virginia and they're good friends! In fact, the families were having dinner together when we called on Saturday! 'Life is strange - but compared to what?'
Tonight, we are anchored in the Magothy River - familiar to P as his brother used to sail his boat in this water. I'm amazed at the number of boats enjoying this fall weather. Certainly, many are 'snowbirds' but there are just as many families escaping life's obligations for a few days. I'm eager to get home and relieve our girls from the stress of taking care of an ill dog, old cat and messy house, but I am enjoying our last few days of living with my familiar companions - the soothing whoosh of the water, the swaying clouds and the honking geese that are directing us home. The rudder project may postpone our next trip, but I know I'll be ready to go again when Senara's ready.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
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