Did a load of wash in the morning. Roy rode his bike to the grocery store and bought some groceries. In the afternoon, he bought a new 75-pound anchor and installed it.
I'm feeling much, much better. Feel like a people again instead of a lump. Even paddled my Royak a little this afternoon and went for a swim.
We have another mystery. At night there's a strange little noise in the aft cabin. It's irregular; sometimes it's every second or two; sometimes the sounds are ten or more seconds apart. It's not a squeak or a rattle; it's more like a little beep or moan. Roy says it's almost musical. It's only audible in the aft cabin. When I go up to the cockpit or outside, I can't hear it at all. It's loudest on the starboard side. Strangest of all, as soon as the sun comes up, the sound stops. I have two theories: either it's some nocturnal critter that chirps at night and sleeps during the day, or it's something so hypersensitive to temperature changes that it contracts in the cool of night, making the noises, and silently expands in the warmth of day. It doesn't really sound like something alive, though. Whatever it is, it's driving me bananas.
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