Bartlett Cove
Our good luck does not continue…one engine quits at the end of the day. The boat can run on one engine, but it is a rather dicey matter when the seas are rough. My parents suffered a similar experience earlier in their boating career, both of their engines quit as they were exciting the locks, but that is another story. David is not pleased when I helpfully diagnose the engine problem for him. He is not convinced of my abilities as a prognosticator of boat problems. I firmly let him know that there is air in the lines, which will clear when he primes the pumps. Funny—he doesn’t seem to appreciate my expertise.

Day 1
This week, Lexi and I head for Sitka, Alaska to enjoy the great outdoors from the comfort of Aunt Shannon and Uncle David’s cabin cruiser. I understand why they invited me, a witty and knowledgeable deck hand, but to add one more child to their menagerie of children is beyond me. Perhaps my sister and brother in law have contracted a strange Alaskan fever while on their month long sea odyssey.