Galactic finally went back in the water today. We're settling into life aboard and I'm remembering how much I love the motion of the boat at the dock, the creak of the docklines, the wind gusting in the rig. Even tied up in the marina, with the winter approaching, living on board infuses everyday life with the promise of something new, distant horizons that might be yours. The two weeks in the yard already a memory.
We went to a good friend's house for dinner last night. Afterwards I dropped the family at the rental house and returned to the yard, where I worked at getting the steering reconnected and the stuffing box repacked.
I wasn't finished until 4:30 am. And I was back at the yard at 8:15 to launch.