What a beautiful spring day! The temperature went all the way up to 77!
I wanted to go downtown first thing in the morning to get the mail and go to the bank, but the guy in charge of haulouts told Roy it would be eleven before we could get hauled out, because there were two boats ahead of us, so I hung around until eleven. They still weren't ready for us, so I waited another hour. When they weren't ready by 12:15, I decided I'd have to go anyway, because it takes an hour to get downtown by bus, and the bank closes at two, so I took off. An hour after I left, they finally hauled the Jofian out of the water. Somehow or other, the eight men managed to do it without my assistance.
As soon as the boat was securely propped up on land, Roy began sanding the paint off the hull so he could see the damage from the ice on the Potomac. It was even worse than we had expected. Not only is there a big chunk gouged out of the prow, there are also big cuts along the sides. Roy has a big job ahead of him.
The Virginian-Pilot wants me to work one more day. I had promised I would, so I'll go in tomorrow, but that's it.
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