11/14/2025
Some weeks are hard.
Days are compounded.
Boating feels a bit like if you give a mouse a cookie…
A month ago we did a quick haul out of our boat for sail drive maintenance…told the yard not to power wash, as our paint is ablative. They did anyway. No remorse by the yard. They also scraped our window coverings with their straps. Causing us to have to haul out again, we decided to go elsewhere.
Set up to have our window coverings redone. That guy even confirmed a day for install, then went completely dark. He finally answered today after 3 weeks, but now we don’t have a dinghy for him to install them 😂
Because a friend of ours borrowed our dinghy and it stopped working. It is newer and never had an issue. We waited two weeks for a part the mechanic thought it was…that didn’t work. Still trouble shooting 3 weeks later, without a dinghy (our car basically) and trying to sort out if we just need to buy a new engine from the inflated prices here in Grenada.
We ordered a new sail. It was weeks delayed. It is finally going up today!! (And looks amazing!!) but was supposed to come with a sail bag (a stack pack). No, only came with a storage bag.
Then we haul out at a different marina to correct the bottom paint…which means you have to sand, paint, etc. Which is tons of work! It’s hot, dusty, itchy. We finally get ready to put the boat back in the water today and the marina stops the boat lift too quickly and our boat swings and our boom hits their hoist cradle. So we had to have their guys inspect it, a guy of ours inspect it and possibly a survey for insurance purposes.
Captain threw out his back this week and pushed through…and I got a bee sting while finishing up paint at 2am to be able to leave today!
We are never leaving 😂
We are deflated, but fine. Ready to be sailing.
But remember, if you take your family sailing…one thing will lead to another, that will lead to another.
Also, don’t lend out your dinghy or your tools 😣
