I love nature... I really do.
But sometimes... shaking my head.
Let me start the story. First, this post is a couple of weeks old. It was Saturday, the 13th... just a week after our sail into NY Harbor for this year. Yet, here we find ourselves at Liberty Landing, ready to take the ferry into Manhattan. The Morris canal was just as busy as ever.
We landed at the World Financial Center ferry dock and walked across the street to our hotel where we paid extra for a room "with a view of the Hudson". Yes... this little sliver of the Hudson river below is indeed visible from my hotel room. Why do I always feel that NYC is charging big bucks for very little delivered?
We are here to meet up with Winson, Helen and little Winston. This is the family that owns the company that Vicky works for and we wanted to make a good impression. (You did see the photo at the top, right?)
So after spending the night at their hotel, we all boarded the Liberty Landing Ferry for the trip (via car) back down the Keyport and Seas The Day.
We had debated if we wanted to sail from Liberty to Keyport, but with it being little Winston's first boat ride, we decided to keep it simple... sailing from Keyport would allow us to get off the water relatively quickly, if needed.
We wanted to make a good impression. They KYC Launch service is great for that... always spectacularly clean and professional.
However, stepping off the launch aboard Seas The Day, we were greeted with this sight.
Seas The Day evidently has a poop deck (and it is most of the boat)!
The birds evidently had a drunken drug infested orgy bender of a party. All the seats on the cockpit were covered, the floor of the cockpit was covered, and of course all the canvas was covered.
Did I mention that our water pump wasn't working properly?
We didn't take any photos during the 20 min. mad dash to clean as much as we could from the 2 or 3 quarter buckets of water we could extract from the tank. It was impressive. Fortunately, the bird chasers on the foredeck did their job so we had our guests sit up there while we swore (mostly) under our breaths and made it barely presentable.
We then took them sailing.
The photos below will look predictable.
We're going to sincerely hope that Winson is better at helming a company than he is at helming a boat. But we did learn that Helen can easily back him up. 😉
I'm joking... they did fine.
As expected, after a brief sail, winston got bored, and we headed back to the ball. Vicky ordered me (we KNOW who's really at the helm in this case) to stay behind and take care of the bird stuff while they went to Keyport Fishery for some grub.
So I cleaned until the pump went belly up (which was relatively quickly), and then rushed to put out maybe 10 to 12 yards of bird tape. (I'm going to start buying it by the case.)
I hopped on the launch and headed back (spending a bit of time with our neighbors from Sugah) and had a wonderful fish dinner on the KYC porch.
I do love nature, but I just wish it knew it's place!
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