When we acquire a new (to us) boat there has always been a list of projects to do. Our Kadey Krogen 39 was a lovely boat just as she was, but there were a few projects that made her more to our style of boating; things we wanted but weren’t necessarily a must-have, such as solar panels and the stern thruster. However, in every boater’s life there are those unexpected projects that catch you off-guard and we just had one. “B.O.A.T.” has run through my mind over the past couple of weeks — “Break Out Another Thousand”.
What happened, you ask? The Norcold refrigerator started to act cranky. The crankiness became more serious, The possibility of it failing this season became more likely. And that was not something either of us were willing to risk. Twenty-four years ago our 1987 Catalina 34 didn’t have refrigeration but we aren’t willing to return to those days!
It was hard to find a replacement refrigerator. It had to be a certain size to fit in the existing opening and it had to be available. That was the hardest part. We finally located a good option that was shipped from the warehouse in South Carolina. Don’t you just love waiting for a delivery when the delivery time changes throughout the day??
And then we had to get the refrigerator from the car, down our dock.
We would have gotten a black one instead of the stainless steel but this was the only Isotherm with left-swing door that would fit.
Stainless steel appliances look really cool, but those fingerprints …oh my!
This was just another adventure in owning a boat. The unexpected happens and “B.O.A.T.” Thank goodness we (Al) can do it all himself. 😍
We have been spending time at home for assorted medical appointments and time on the boat for assorted projects. Back and forth, back and forth, here and there. Time at the dock has been gratefully interrupted by little voyages out and about. I’ll say it again, sometimes it does not matter where we are, just that we are out on the water.
We started out towards Napatree in the late afternoon, only to see increasing fog hanging over Watch Hill and Napatree, obscuring it from view. We decided there was no reason to stress ourselves traveling through that channel in low visibility. We ducked into Stonington Harbor and anchored there for the night.
The next morning was bright and sunny so we continued on to Napatree.
Walking the beach at Napatree is one of our favorite things to do, especially during the week early in the season without the crowds. That isn’t as easy for me to do as it once was. It’s not the walking; it is the getting in and out of the dinghy without ruining the custom compression garments I have to wear for the lymphedema.
There were new large pieces of driftwood along the beach, all very bleached.
Watching the osprey —
Sitting among the rocks at the farthest end is peaceful. Every time I sit here, i think abut the houses and people who lived along this long sandy stretch of land before the 1938 hurricane. All gone.
It hasn’t been all play. Al always has a project (or two or three) in the works.
Al is always in demand around the club, hoping with one project or another. He enjoys helping friends out with boating projects or problems. If it’s about a boat, he’s there.
Another little trip took us back to Ram Island to anchor on the east side. Again, early in the season and during the week meant we had the little anchorage to ourselves overnight.
The anchorage is surrounded by rocky edges along the northern side.
Time to head back to the dock after a few days. We took the inside route around the north of Ram island and out the mouth of the Mystic River.