Well, it worked out to start moving aboard today. The parking space was iffy but it came through at 5pm so I went back to the apartment, made some dinner and packed up some stuff, and brought myself, Sasha, and the stuff down to the marina about 7. We took a short walk and then back to the boat.
Earlier today when I was moving some other stuff in, I came across the previous owners’ ethernet cable for the marina. Score! That probably saved me $50US at least. Even better, the internet is blazing fast. I mean, better that Comcast fast. I think I’m gonna like it here.
Sasha is a little restless, as is to be expected, but I think she’ll adjust quickly. She’s already mastered getting over the cockpit coaming. She’s been roaming around deck doing her whimper thing, which means either that there’s another dog in the vicinity (likely) or she’s expecting something to happen that isn’t happening. I don’t know what she would be expecting at this point, but she’ll have to get used to it not happening.
I do need to explore and find out the hours for the gates, so we can take our walks. But she will be spending a lot of time on the deck. Fortunately, it’s a fairly busy marina so there won’t be a shortage of things to look at.
Big things to do tomorrow are deliver a copy of the current USCG registration under the previous owners to the marina office, hook up to shore power (too lazy today–I know, that’s pretty darn lazy), and figure out where to get water. Maybe do some searching for some decent fenders.
I knew I didn’t know much about sailing. I’m finding that I’m even more ignorant about being in a marina. Hooking up the ethernet: where does the cable go? How much slack should it have? How should I secure it? Neighbors next door are entertaining in their cockpit when I roll up with my dock cart full of stuff. Do I say hi? Do they? (We both opted for no, but the wife said Hi after the guests left when I popped my head out to check on Sasha. Kind of startled me, I hope I wasn’t rude.) Fenders! There’s a special way to tie them. Do you lash your rudder? Do you push a dock cart, or pull it (going downhill, I found it would have been better to have been pushing). On and on.
Yes, I’m going to get good at this “not caring if you look stupid” thing. It already hurts slightly less than last week.
Well, time to get these solar panels off my bed.