What a social life
Can I catch my breath? I think the worst part of the whole planning is constantly saying good-bye. Can’t say ‘see you later’ as that just may not happen for a while.
The last week has torn by, what with a trip to Port Angeles, a farewell party organized by our stalwart friends Annie Boldt, Lorne de Girolamo with help from a number of other friends. The party was superbly executed with attention to all the details and went off without a hitch. It was a great event allowing Connie and I to mingle amongst everyone and get a chance to chat with many.
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- Elsbie
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- Sierd at serious play
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- Lorne preparing fish tacos
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- Lorne, Anne, Marcia and Dave
We’re down to 9 days before we clamber onboard and brave the oceans winds and currents. The first hurdle will be the Straits of Juan de Fuca. The three of us; me, Dale and Pam beat our brains out the straits 2 months ago. I don’t want to have to do that again and hoping for fairer winds than before so that the beginning of the trip is not such an ordeal.
Must get one more post in before departure so till then….
Sage on sail 
It was a bittersweet party. Beautiful weather, perfect locale, delicious food, and the hosts weren’t bad either. Too bad we are saying farewell (until I join you at sea somewhere in a year or so).
I still maintain a storage locker list would be much easier on a spreadsheet! 🙂