Never saw such changeable weather. One day 80, next day 50, then back to 80. Today was 50 and cloudy, but no rain to speak of. Too cold to varnish, so I wrote some letters. At Roy's request, I phoned Benmar to see if they had received the pilot-house controls for the auto-pilot that we had mailed back to them for repair last week. To my amazement, they had not only received them but had already repaired them and shipped them back! We should get them today or tomorrow. Now that's what I call real service!
Set out to go to the library, the post office, the drugstore, and the grocery store. Had scarcely left the boat when Mrs. Cobb drove up and offered me a ride. She was going down Little Creek Road, which is where I was going, so I couldn't very well refuse. One of her daughters was in the car and had a pair of crutches. She said she had fallen off a gangplank on Saturday and broken her foot. Roy knew about it, but had forgotten to tell me.
I asked Mrs. Cobb to drop me off at the library, and she did. Unfortunately, the library doesn't open until 12:30 on Mondays. If I had walked, I'd have gotten there about 12:30, but in the car, I got there much too early, so I went to the post office, bought some stamps, and mailed some letters. Couldn't mail one of the letters, because I didn't have the address. My main purpose in wanting to go to the library was to find the address in an Oakland phone book.
Went to an ATM, but it spit out my card, so I had to cross busy Little Creek Road and go to a different ATM. This one worked. Crossed the street again, went to Revco and Food Lion, and then rode the bus back to the boat. Roy was gone, so I ate a hasty lunch and took off again. Met Roy on Dunning Road. He had ridden his bicycle to the buffet restaurant for lunch.
I walked back to the library, but it turned out they didn't have out-of-state phone books, so it was wasted effort. Read some interesting magazine articles while I was there. On the way back to the boat, I stopped at the discount store and bought a few things.
Roy spent the day doing a lot of miscellaneous things on the boat, including getting the new tracks ready to mount and the porthole rings ready to put back on. We might have to postpone the survey; we're not sure everything will be ready by Saturday.
This Blog is our mother's logs from her sails aboard Jofian. Our mother, Clare Holt, wrote a log every day and after her first sail to Mexico, she bought a laptop to write and save her logs. She sailed when the World Wide Web was first created, there was not as much on the Internet back then, no Wi-Fi, Internet access was very limited. I know if she were sailing today that she would be putting her logs in a Blog, so I am doing it for her. Mom’s logs to Alaska are on saillogsalaska.blogspot.com.
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