‘Twas the Week After Christmas
‘Twas the week after Christmas and all through the boat,
Not a creature was stirring since she isn’t afloat.
The systems are drained of all water with care,
In hopes that no icicles will ever form there.
Eleanor Q is nestled all snug on her bed
With antifreeze throughout her, including the head.
With me in my parka and Frank in his cap,
Got Eleanor Q settled in for her long winter’s nap.
And so . . . our first round of cruising has come to an end.
We finished out the season in late September and October with some quality time in Annapolis and with a few hops around the Chesapeake.
But when the cold weather hit in November, we knew it was time to take Eleanor Q out of the water for a while and give her a well deserved rest.
We are diving back into the work waters . . . I have already had a couple of consulting gigs this month and have some more work scheduled in January. Frank is still in discussions determining where and when he will go back to work, so we are waiting for definitive word as to exactly where our next “port” will be. In the mean time, we have enjoyed time in our house in Smithville, NJ and have spent lots of time with family here. Christmas in the warm weather of Florida was an interesting change last year, but spending it with family this year was pretty special . . . and singing with my former church choir in Ocean City throughout the season has buoyed my Christmas spirit.
Yes, we occasionally have pangs about being on the boat in warmer climes about now, but we have also really enjoyed time with family, football season on our couch and the beautiful fall weather.
So . . . we are prepared to be transients again, just on land instead of sea for a while. We will return to cruising some day . . . it will not be a one and done deal for us. But we have lots of years left to return to the sea, God willing. We fulfilled our goal of cruising from Maine to the Bahamas and back and it was AWESOME! But for now, we’ll enjoy the stimulation that we both get from doing work that we really enjoy and having a few more land adventures for a while. We’ll let you know where we and Eleanor Q land!
And so we exclaim as we turn out the light,
Happy New Year to all and to all a good night.
Boo hoo. We are not going to see the Eleanor Q in our travels this year! That’s a bummer. You had a wonderful adventure and we enjoyed the ride with you. You have those memories in your heart forever. Now you can travel along with us. We are boarding Plan Sea tomorrow a.m. and will set sail shortly after the New Year heading for the Bahamas.
SOOOO happy for you guys!!! Can’t wait to follow along with you again this winter!! Fair winds!
You continue to inspire! We pulled into Browns Marina yesterday….it is beautiful, and we are ready to relax! Have a blessed year and keep in touch!
Enjoy Junkanoo!! We enjoyed Browns a lot! (Except for the loud music from the bar until 2am) Wasn’t it fun to approach Bimini and se the BLUE BLUE BLUE water?? Have a great time. xo
Loved traveling vicariously with you guys and even seeing pics of some old friends along the way. (Hello Anne and Bob! Waving madly from PA) Especially enjoyed the scenery of places we’ve visited (Dismal Swamp, Outer Banks and Daytona) and all those amazing sunsets. May your next leg of the journey include as many good friends and just as much ice cream, if not more!
Thanks for reading along, Donna. Miss your face!
Welcome ashore! May you have a happy, healthy time back on land and a super 2015! God be blessing you. Love, Polly
Polly! Have thought about you more than ususal this season singing at St. Peter’s! Miss you. xoxo
Mary Marie and Frank,
Thank you and our warm wishes to you this New Year 2015!
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