Avast Matey,
Yesterday the old girl got put up on her trailer and hauled away like the Wench she is, slimmy green on her bottom and outdrive. It's a wonder her depth sounders could see through all that goop! She was cold already, nae, not so she wouldn't turn over, but reluctant to stay goin' on that last trip 'cross the shallow pond to the dredge-outa-the-water on the 'sea'ment slab.
Warren treats her right, tho, and will see that she gets to where she's going bye n' bye.
I spent the better part of the weekend gettin' her innards sorted thru and tidied up. Like wearin' clean underwear, ya never know who might be takin' a peek at the Great Pierenees while she rests. Cleaned her bilge and swabbed down the shiny surfaces and carpet cleaned the rest. Smells real good. Downy good. Ooops wrong commercial!
Finally lost that nasty blue fender to the dock. It ripped off the ladder as her port side grazed too close. The gelcoat was saved, however, and the fender went down doin' its job.
Goin' ta get me one a' them metal detectors next year to dredge the booty up from the muck which has claimed dropped treasures over the years. Several of mine I might be addin'. A hose nozzle, a 5/16 wrench, two wrench heads 3/4 and 7/8th, to name a few.
Will miss the ol' gal this Winter, but will undertake learnin' to navigate durin' the dark days and wait for Spring to start anew.
ARRRRRG!
CapNSea