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Captain’s Log, Day Nineteen
June 6, 2022
Captain’s log, day nineteen of our first real retirement voyage. Although we aren’t totally retired. And except that I am not the captain. And I am posting this the day after due to sketchy cell service and because I was too busy enjoying the day.
This morning we chugged back to Hathayim Marine Park to meet up with our son and his family. They arrived on their boat and stayed overnight, sleeping on ours. Bodies everywhere, no one complained. Except maybe the dog who normally has a whole settee to herself.
The three kids were excited to take a couple of days off school and come and hang out with grandma and grandpa. I love that even a fourteen year old still wants to be with us. Hasn’t crossed to the dark side. And maybe he won’t.
The youngest learned to row in a day. First with a dad or sibling in the boat with her, then with a line attached to the dinghy, then by herself. Dogged determination did it. She’s like that.
They had been fishing that morning and arrived with dinner for us. We dined on rock cod, ling cod and cabezon. All were cooked with a light dusting of a flour, egg and bread crumb coating and…
