Quijote is tied up to a dock in Shearwater. It's the end of a T dock, as far as you can get from shore and still be tied to the dock. We arrived yesterday and found the space saved for us. No electricity. No water. Mostly no WiFi. If we want electricity and water, they tell me I can move before other boats arrive, but I don't think we'll bother. We do enough motoring to keep the batteries fairly well charged. Jeff and I only used about a sixth of our total water capacity since leaving Campbell River.
It's been raining for three days. Every time it looks like it's about to ease up, it gains new strength, begins anew. It's nice to sit in the boat reading or writing, doing crossword puzzles, playing cribbage… We're going to start feeling cooped up if it doesn't let up soon. We can only do so much walking in the rain, track water into the boat on coats and shoes. Quijote's furnace is wonderful for warming up and drying out.
We did showers and laundry yesterday, shopping in the small grocery store today. We'll have to reconsider our menu options to match what they have to offer.
This afternoon the marina staff asked us to move SVQ over to the middle of the T. A bigger boat was coming in, so they shuffled things around. The good news is... we now have access to (30A) electricity and water. We topped up the water tank (110 gal) before coming to dinner and the batteries are charging.
A small group of folks from San Francisco tapped on our boat last night and invited us to take a look at the top of our mast. When we did we were rewarded with a bald eagle clinging to the top. I had visions of bird poop sprayed into the rigging and deck below, so I tried to discourage the bird from staying long, but he or she was determined.
We're off at 6 am tomorrow, getting an early start to have time for the 45 miles before dinner. We're just hoping it's dry.
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