I’m sure there will be a “two steps backwards” to follow this up, but for now I’m just seriously psyched that we made a tiny little step of progress in the right direction! 13 miles, to be precise 😉
It was 40°F (5°C), overcast and we motored the entire way… but the Dickinson diesel stove ran the whole time, we all stayed warm and toasty (my #1 concern with Z is keeping him warm enough!), and now we’re tied up at our old marina in Portland, making pizzas and celebrating a little step in the staircase to progress.
Zephyr spent 90% of the time attached to me in the wrap, keeping us both warm and happy. He loves watching the waves and seeing other boats, and when all else fails a round of “Old McDonald Had a Farm” never fails to please. Especially since this McDonald has dolphins and seagulls and whales on his farm. I do a pretty great dolphin, if I may say so myself.
When he/we needed a break, Z rolled around on his rug inside, exploring the corners of the floor and looking for any crumbs I missed in my sweeping 😉 He could see us outside, watch the fire in the Dickinson, and move around at his own free will… the already baby-safe nature of boats (round corners, everything stowed away, etc) is one of the best parts of life aboard 🙂
Now we wait for a weather window, I work a little, and we finish trying to find places to store everything while enjoying a few days in the Old Port. Life is good!