And we’re off…

Mid Rosario straight, groceries on board, boat washed on the outside and a chicken roasting in the oven.  The inside of he boat is a disaster, pretty much more of a varnishing and electronics workshop more than living space.  But chugging along at 8.4 knots, the chicken starting to smell good and 45 minutes until sunset I should have just enough time to tuck inside Thatcher pass and find a place to hang on the anchor for the night.   

I’ll have all day tomorrow to get organized and put back together.  Right now, onwards literally into the sunset.

Ghost out. 


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