Julie has moved back to Austin! She drove, pulling a trailer full of her things behind her. When she arrived, she told me that she brought my mom’s sewing machine with her. It is one of the things that Noreen has been storing for me since mom died. I was very excited to unpack it. This is the sewing machine that I learned to sew on. It is a Montgomery Ward Expert BT long shuttle sewing machine, complete with the original manual, attachments, and storage cabinet. I have vivid memories of sewing on this machine with my mom when I was a little girl.
I believe my mom bought this machine before she married my dad. That would make it at least 65 years old, but may be even older. I cleaned it, oiled it, threaded it, and took it for a spin. It works great! What a solid piece of machinery.
Many, many thanks to Noreen, Julie, and David for getting this machine to me.
We went out to the boat today!!! And, oh, lord, did the old girl need some TLC. I couldn’t bring myself to take a before picture. It was bad.
But, after about 3 hours cleaning the topsides, she looks mahvelous. At least one day this year, my boat will be clean!
I joined Rachel and Becky on their second day in Austin.
Monte made crepes for breakfast. Then we headed out.
Spelunking at Inner Space Caverns:
Boot shopping at Allen’s Boots:Zilker Botanical Garden:
Chillin’ at Barton Springs Pool:
Boot scootin at the Broken Spoke:
Mr. Dale Watson:
Good night Austin!
Day 2 – 2 bridges. 47 miles. We had storms all around us today but were only hit by a few sprinkles. Still, we moved along at about 6 mph, looking at tide tables, currents and the waterway guide to time arrivals along the way. We just keep following the magenta line on the charts.
We hit some of our shallowest water today, only about 6 feet deep, which is a little close for our 5-foot deep keel.
The ICW scenery changed for us today from a narrow ditch surrounded by low, grassy marshes, to a very wide and winding river surrounded by tall moss-covered cypresses and pines.
We are staying the night at Osprey Marina, which is fitting because we saw about a hundred ospreys today!
The next post on our ICW journey: https://sheila365.com/2019/07/11/mm315/
(Note: If you’d like to read the entire 2-week adventure from the beginning, THIS LINK will take you to the first post in the series.)
I’m headed home today. This closes the “Help Lori get to the Islands” chapter for Monte and me. One year ago today we were in Bradenton, Florida readying the new-to-her boat to cross the Gulf of Mexico to bring Trident née Ariadne to Kemah for fixes and updates in preparation for cruising by the end of 2018.
It’s been a lot of work – a labor of love; but also a real treat to have been aboard for shakedown cruises and the trip through the Florida Keys and across to the Bahamas. I’m thankful to Lori and Mike for sharing their adventure. Bon voyage Trident!
I’m looking forward to the next adventure/project/travels/chapter – whatever 2019 brings.
Here are a few highlights from the last few days in the Abacos…
Dolphins swam along in the bow wave on our sail from Great Sale Cay to Allans-Pensacola Cay!
The Bahamian sunsets never get old…
I landed this Spanish Mackerel!
New Plymouth waterfront, on Green Turtle Cay…
The Atlantic Ocean…
I even found a few bits of sea glass on the beach!
We go to come back…
We took a break there for a while from our taproom exploration. But we’re back. First stop, 4th Tap Brewery Cooperative; have a nice flight!
Next: Oskar Blues Brewery; good tunes, too. I learned a new word here: zymurgy. See, it’s an educational tour.
We stopped for dinner along the way, but finished at Austin Beerworks:
We are in training for Fran’s visit…. 🙂
Black-chinned hummingbird stopping for a taste of Texas thistle…
…and then moving along…
We caught another dillo out back.
Every once in a while I stumble across a tip that someone shared that is amazingly simple yet solves a problem that has forever bugged me.
When I find one, I’ll share in the event you find it useful, too.
Here’s one that I appreciate every time I open my kitchen drawer to get out the superglue.
Problem: A tube of superglue, once opened, dries up before I can use it a second time.
I must have bought a hundred tubes of superglue over my lifetime. You know, the tiny tubes that come in packs of 2 or 3 (for this very reason!).
Then, one day, someone told me that the reason superglue dries up so quickly is that the way it works to create a bond is that it reacts with moisture in the air. So, essentially, as soon as you open it, it starts hardening inside the tube.
Hack: Save those packets of silicon that you may sometimes find in a bottle of aspirin, a new pair of shoes, etc. The next time you are done using a newly opened tube of superglue, store it in a ziploc baggie along with a packet or two of silicon. The packet will act as a desiccant and absorb the water in the air; preventing the superglue from hardening in the tube.
This hack has kept my current, open, tube of superglue usable for almost a year. I just pulled it out to mend a broken Christmas ornament.
The latest wave of visitors are enroute to Austin. My sister and my niece. I’m looking forward to a fun, long holiday weekend!
I’m off to the airport….
We headed to the lake today. A lovely sail and then anchored out with Kurt & Kevin on Dancer.
Dessert (pie, get it?):
After a glorious summer, Seattle has been blanketed with rain this week – coincident with my arrival here. That’s ok. I’ve almost forgotten what rain is like, altogether.
I’ve been trying to go out and exercise every day, but I’m going to need a better rain jacket!
Thankfully, the rain clouds parted for a time Thursday, so Fran and I got out and about to enjoy some sunshine.
I heard the story of one of the locals who lives in a tiny (10′ x 10′ ish) cabin that floats offshore, off the grid, and off the property tax rolls. The cabin is floating to the left of this shot, with Mount Rainier poking above the horizon to the right. He sure has a beautiful view!
The words are swimming around in my head:
Summertime, and the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high….
I like Billie Holiday’s version.
We took a trip to the Coastal Bend of Texas for a few days. We come down here nearly every year, and really enjoy it. Very rustic, but beautiful. Along the way to the coast, we drive through the cotton fields. This time we came a little earlier than usual, and we got to see the fields before harvest. A sea of white fluffiness:
We went for a sail today on Lake Travis. It is almost the end of June and temps haven’t hit 100 yet (!*!*!) Lori and Doray went out on Camelot, we sailed along on Nirvana. We had a great day, with steady winds around 20 knots past Anderson Bend. We coasted back and made it to our marina’s cove about 5 o’clock. But at that point, Camelot radioed in that they couldn’t get the main down.
We sat a spell, and then talked them over to side tie on one of the far docks at the marina, which allowed them to come in pointed windward. We tied them off and then hoisted Doray to the top of the mast to loose the main. She wasn’t able to free the halyard, but we secured it below with a tether line that she attached and then got her and the mainsail safely back on deck.
Just another day on B-dock. 🙂
Fair winds, friends…