Water, water everywhere. And not a drop to drink!

Today we had one of our plastic potable water tanks repaired. It cracked some time back so we have been doing without this 100 gallon tank, surviving on our meager 50 gallons tank, waiting for the guy to pencil us in. Amazing! The guy put both of his long skinny arms into one little 8 inch diameter access hole and was still able to see inside to do the repair. Without removing the tank so they can weld inside and out, they can't warranty the work. Hmmm. $300. Let's hope it gets us through a few more years. Removing that tank essentially means demolishing the entire main salon. It can all come out piece by piece, but it would be one heck of a job. For those of you who are the praying kind, please feel free to add us to your list.

Random Sailing Pics

Here's some miscellaneous photos taken while sailing with family. Darling C's parents and nieces on one day sail. Daughter K enjoying the view on Father's day of this year. Some dear friends joining us for a rough and windy day.

"But where does the baby sleep?" they all ask.

If we get around to taking a better picture of the built-in crib, I will post it. But it's pretty incredible so I thought I should put some visuals up. You can almost see it around my expanding belly in one photo(eight days before due date). Then you can see the make-shift mobile and the dresser drawers in the next. The final shot shows a pretty complete view of the set up although you can't see the storage compartment and toy drawers below the bed. This crib is located in the main salon. We converted a four foot bench that is across from the dinette and directly aft of the entrance to our v-berth/master stateroom. One might think we were planning ahead in our initial construction of this perfect little space. She's still sleeping there, 2 years later. But the aft cabin is coming along nicely. Just need to find some time to decorate and tidy.

Not the Atlantic... And no Grace to be found anywhere!

It's an older shot but since hubby is leaving this up to me, I thought I might try to embarass him a little. We anchored out from a little beach with a few friends and their boats and had a little picnic. Darling C decided to try a dive from the bowsprit. When a friend noticed, she told him to wait until she got her camera. Well, the wait was just long enough for him to take stock of just how high out of the water this bowsprit really is. Not one to back down, he decided he must dive after all. But it seems his couraged was dampened just enough to affect his grace. Looks more like he got pushed in or fell off, don't you think?

Piercey family sailing day

Since hubby hasn't gotten around to updating the building photos, I thought I'd add in some sailing pics. Here's two of my brothers, taking turns checking out the view from the bowsprit. What an incredible day of sailing. Light winds but enough to keep our 45,000 lbs dinghy moving. Not too fast though. One brother managed to dive (yes dive, not simply jump) from the bowspit, and swim back to the ladder amidship without too much effort. You can probably guess which brother based on the photos here.

Johnny, eat your heart out!