We were able to work out the trade of all trades, with our former marina neighbors in Seattle. We traded them our car for their dingy! We didn’t need our car anymore (it had a few issues that were going to make it hard to sell)…they needed a car and (as full time marina liveaboards) they weren’t using their dingy…we needed a bigger dingy!
They graciously trekked it to Edmonds, we sailed over from Port Townsend, and we met up. While our little two and their little one played in the sandbox, we worked out the deal.
So, we now have a larger dingy. Whew! One that can carry the four of us, our stroller, trash and recycling ashore, and groceries (and the various interesting sticks, rocks, and pieces of bull kelp our kiddos collect) home again. And it rows much better! So much better. Like a dream, I would say, compared to the other one.
So, I can easily row ashore myself now. Which means I can sit in a coffee shop, within sight of the boat, as I am now…and write a blog post! Hooray!
Or do laundry…