But hopefully nearing the end of the roll
This week’s email is late and a little broken up. For that I’m sorry, but this week was also broken up. Enjoy many lines of separation but it was another fun week on the boat.
I used to secretly enjoy red tape. I lived in FAA documents and nit-picky forms. However, now, it’s a thorn in my side in ‘retirement’. We got our coast guard documentation (delayed cause Tay’s name changed and we needed to send a marriage certificate) and started the process to enter Mexico. They need proof of Mexico insurance. Our insurance needed a survey of our rigging. Welp, our boat doesn’t have rigging. We have a wonderful free-standing mast. Instead of a toothpick, suspended with tight steel cables aka standing rigging (like every other sailboat) we have a telephone pole. Literally. They actually source the masts from industrial telephone pole manufacturers. But still, we need to prove our ‘rigging’ is safe.
Most rigging inspectors either refused to inspect our lack of rigging or were booked weeks out.
We found one only booked a week out, got the inspection and now get to wait another two days to get the report, update our insurance and wait 48 hours to get our new policy, then wait 11 days to get our clearance (hopefully) to enter Mexico.
In the meantime, we drove all over San Diego County. We skated (see above), drove as close to the Mexico border as we could for tacos, and wandered through some tide pools.
We knocked the dust off the sails and got out on the water with Lindsey and Winnie. Lovely San Diego weather complimented Eunice making friends with her first dog (ish).
Chuck and Kitsy hosted us for a Cacio e Pepe dinner party which, amazingly, turned into me experimenting with the methods. I love cooking in a big wonderful kitchen, and I have not found a significant drawback to boat life aside from this.
