Windspell afloat dockside
We spent our first night afloat. It was rather restless getting used to the rocking motion and new sounds of waves lapping against the hull and rigging singing (Donna calls it "slapping"). We are no longer manoeuvring up and down a ladder, but have to judge our leaps aboard with the changing tide.
As we await parts for the mechanic to begin the 1000-hour engine maintenance, we are practising with all of the electronics on-board, particularly the GPS chartplotter.
Today we broke away from chores to go for a bike ride around the quaint town of Rock Hall using clunker bikes provided by the marina. The flowers, such as rhododendrons, azaleas, irises, peonies, and roses are in full bloom and their fragrances wafted through the air as we cycled by.
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