Arrived at Sailing Associates on Friday Noon time.
Made fast all lines, Unloaded 2 weeks of dirty clothes.
Threw out all the perishables. Jumped into my car
and had to spend several minutes relearning how to drive.
The thing about land travel vs boat travel is
You can get as far in a car in 1 hour as it takes to go 10 hours in a sail boat
so, I hit the freeway stepped on the gas got up to 70 mph and
just sat back and marveled at the pace.
I figure that feeling of putting miles behind me will last for several days.
Then I’ll start feeling lonely for the quiet of the boat again. But it sure is nice sleeping in my own bed, and not worrying about how many times I’ve flushed the toliet, or how long I’ve let the water run in the sink. Ah the decadence…