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First night ships meal.  

Chicken just came out of the oven.  Nessie thinks we need to eat now, not when we get to our anchorage.  Might be a tad bit done, but we won’t mind.   Still probably 45 minutes to Blnd Bay.  Decided to run as far as I had daylight.


1 comment

  1. Rhonda says:

    Poor Nessie

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