The first day of spring
It's not officially spring until I've spent a chilly March weekend helping my Dad put his sailboat in the water, and it is now officially spring.
This isn't out boat. At this point on Saturday, she still looked like an entire flock of osprey had spent the winter in her rigging; so I took a picture of the neighbor's boat, the Charlotte Amelia, with the Merry Point Ferry crossing in the background.
I'm badly in need of a shower and a shave, but a day of work on the boat followed by a few too many drinks at a tidewater pub was sorely needed.
This isn't out boat. At this point on Saturday, she still looked like an entire flock of osprey had spent the winter in her rigging; so I took a picture of the neighbor's boat, the Charlotte Amelia, with the Merry Point Ferry crossing in the background.
I'm badly in need of a shower and a shave, but a day of work on the boat followed by a few too many drinks at a tidewater pub was sorely needed.
Labels: not all that funny
posted by DC Viking at 4:18 PM
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i miss winter
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