SeaClearly got a full winterization for the dark months of December - March in York River Yacht Haven. If you are not familiar with winterizing a boat, let me tell you, it ain't fun. It feels like you are mummifying your boat for internment in a pyramid. Pumping antifreeze into her veins. Sucking the life out of a living, breathing, cruising machine. And, once you have, effectively, rendered her dormant, you walk away. Because once the water is turned off in the marina to avoid freezing all of the pipes, staying aboard becomes less attractive. No heat, no fresh water, long walks through the snow to the restrooms - no fun. So, SeaClearly sat in the slip and shivered all alone.
|Baby Tilly on the settee|
|Medium Tilly sleeping in the cockpit|
|Large Tilly - just like Roux, always in the galley|
So, here we are, a year later and working to get ourselves out of the slip and on to new places. Right now, it looks like today is the day for cutting the docklines. Not literally. Our first move will be just around the corner to somewhere in Mobjack Bay. We may have gotten a little rusty over the winter. Certainly, a lot of other things on SeaClearly got rusty (Don't worry. All polished up now). There is a lot to remember and, of course, we have a new puppy. She has no idea what is about to happen to her life. We will hang around in the lower Bay for a short while to acclimate/re-acclimate to living the transient life in a moving home. Based on how things go (with us and with Tilly) we will decide whether to go up the Chesapeake or straight out into the ocean to start our trip north to Maine.
York River Yacht Haven has been very good to us. We never feel like we deserve the wonderful friends we make along the way. We will be sad leaving even though we want, very much, to get underway again. We came here just to park the boat for a year but our time at York River Yacht Haven has been a far more significant chapter in our lives than we could ever have imagined.