Living up 20ft has its challenges.
Adapting to life on land has been interesting. Pavlov is high and dry. This is the first challenge. No more that floating feeling. Now cats patrol our decks at night. The other night a little paw shadow was cast over the hatch above the galley. Luckily my concern about mozzies meant it was cat proof but the little muddy paws on deck also provide evidence of what I could have thought was a dreamy vision. Here is suspect 1. I think it was one of the three black cats, twins and mother cat.
Getting down to the land is also difficult. Every time I scale up or down our metal ladder I have to focus, one slip could be fatal. Plus when we first plugged into shore power Pavlov came alive. Literally. Fortunately we both felt the tell tale tingle before grabbing on to the stanchion as we hauled ourselves on board. Now we are well grounded.
Our clothes/ lines washing line - an old umbrella .
Our trusty Bromptons are always on hand to get us into the village. Mud, rocks... The Bromptons double as mountain bikes luckily.
Our boat yard is soon to fill so our expansive views will diminish over the next few weeks.
Hauling objects on an off the boat was a problem to be solved. Fortunately Steve's pulley system for our tender has a dual purpose... Hauling up and down food, tools, the bikes, any thing we need on land or to return to the boat.
We now have discovered the kitchen gets locked at night so no more evening trips to the fridge with food. After I had a bout of food poisoning I think we will use less items which need refrigeration.
The joys of land!
Wow, what an adventure you both are having!! You two are amazing how you have coped with your lows, I guess the highs must outweigh them. I have loved reading your stories and seeing all your photos, some of the place look absolutely magical. Take care on the ladder!!! Lots of love, Carmel xoxoxox
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