Uh oh. They are here... I'll be right back.
Ok.
I made a gin and tonic first, and I'm back. Sara and David were here and they just departed our dock as the new owners of Lady Liberte.
Why is the boat like a living thing to me? It's like I sold off a family pet. And maybe not to a good home, either. I'm not even sure they are really sailors. But it doesn't matter. They will be. If nothing else, a Catalina 22 will teach you to sail. It sure lets you know the instant you make a mistake. Which, as long as you live through it, is the perfect teaching device.
So. The dock is empty. And I'm drinking a gin and tonic. So there. I have no idea why anyone ever said selling a boat is the other happiest day of your life. Never been true for me. I could still cry that we turned poor, beautiful Quest over to that idiot who sank her at the Peace and Plenty.
So anyway, a goodbye toast to Lady Liberte! And to all the boats that have gone before her. And hopefully soon, a hello toast to the next and future family member.
An empty dock just means there's something new to look forward to, right?
Goodbye, Lady Liberte.
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