Evanston: floating
Evanston: floating
Thunderstorms rolled through here last night with hail, 2” to 3” of rain, lightning and thunder. By dawn the storms had passed east and south.
Wearing my better foul weather parka from THE HAWKE OF TUONELA and with the pants in my knapsack, I rode the 7 a.m. train north. Announcements stated that it was running ten minutes late due to flood warnings.
However, the day was not bad. Cool. Overcast. Foggy.
GANNET was in the water at 9:30 and in her slip ten minutes later.
The vestigial red diamonds of VC17 aren’t visible when GANNET is tied to the dock. Certainly they will be when she is heeled, but I won’t see them.
Once GANNET was secure in her berth, I began moving painting supplies, extra lifejackets, work clothes, the old Danforth anchor, and other stuff to the dock box. Dock box full, GANNET’s interior is uncluttered: at least until tomorrow, when I’ll return with a car full of sails, batteries, and other stuff. Most of this has a designated space, and two of the sails will remain above deck, so, hopefully, some semblance of order can be maintained.
As I sat inside GANNET eating lunch, wavelets lapped at the stern. A welcome sound.
Floating is a superior state.
Friday, May 4, 2012