The last weeks has been a downward rollercoaster of emotions. Work for both my Bride and I has been stressful and a good reminder of why we want to leave this behind and go cruising. On Friday, I had a nice change of pace and went to my company’s summer outing. This year we went deep sea fishing. We departed from New Bedford Harbor and spent most of the day fishing around the Elizabeth Islands, Gay Head on the Vinyard and Nomans Island. This is one of my favorite areas to be on the water.
I got sea sick! I live on a boat 6 days a week, in the process of moving aboard full time and I got sea sick. Power boats just have a different motion. And only fisherman would anchor themselves broad side to the 4 foot ocean swell. At least it confirmed that I am a sailor.
On the way back into the harbor, I got my backpack and checked my phone. I had numerous missed calls, texts and voicemails. My best friend, Frank, had a heart attack! At 37! He was very lucky and got to a hospital very quickly that was able to install a stent. Scary, but it looks like he will be ok. We spent a large part of the weekend at the hospital with Frank and his family. I should mention, he is also my Bride’s cousin. We met through Frank.
On Sunday, we were finally able to return to our boat. The first thing I did on getting to the boat was check my port side. On Tuesday we got a dock neighbor. He had previously been further down the dock and we had helped him in on a number of occasions over the last 7 years. Often he would come in out of control and drunk. We were not happy that he was moved next to us and had been worried about our boat since he was moved.
Sure enough, he hit our boat.
I talked to 2 different people who were there when it happened. They both are experienced boaters, one with over 40 years of boating experience. They both said, separately, that he came in way too fast, “like he was being chased” with no fenders or dock lines out. They went over and tried to help him in but without dock lines it is kind of difficult. The boat drifted over and the metal vent cover on his boat scrapped against my boat. He never even tried to contact me.
When he showed up at his boat later in the day on Sunday, I had to ask him about it. He tried to blame the people that helped him in! What a douche bag. I asked for his insurance information and he didn’t have a copy on his boat and didn’t even know his insurance provider. He did show up yesterday with a copy of his insurance information and the boat is actually in his sister’s name. Hmmm, suspicious since we have never seen anyone but him use the boat.
I spoke to the marina and of coarse this soulless evil entity cares more about revenue than protecting my boat. There is no place to move him and they are not going to kick him out just because he can’t handle his boat and is a menace to their other customers. I really hate this marina.
I am waiting on a call from the fiberglass guy on how much it will be to fix it. I can’t tell if the scratches will buff out or if there is gelcoat repair needed.
The last event in my downward rollercoaster of emotions has to do with my Jeep Wrangler.
It’s a 2000 Jeep Wrangler that we purchased new in April of 2000. I had always wanted a Jeep and this was the first major purchase I made once I had been working a “real” job for a couple of years. I loved this jeep and we took it all over the east coast. We even drove it to Key West, in June, with no A/C. Anything over 50 degrees was top down weather. Doors would be off most of the spring and summer. I used to wash it weekly and wax it monthly. It had just over 100,000 miles on it.
Sadly, when it started having some problems and I had a company vehicle, it sat. For almost 3 years. That resulted in a lot of rusting. There are a couple of holes in the frame, the engine is rusted and working on it is very difficult due to the rust and doing routine maintenance like brakes results in an expensive project.
For a while we had 3 vehicles: the Jeep; my Bride’s Lexus RX350 and my work truck a Honda Ridgeline. When my Bride switched jobs we ditched the expensive Lexus to help make way to purchase Smitty. We put about $2,000 into the jeep to get it back on the road. We knew there was another $2-3,000 in other repairs but it was drivable. Now we find it is being used very infrequently and as a result it is starting to have more problems.
Also, it doesn’t fit on Smitty. If it doesn’t fit on Smitty it has to go!
Yesterday I put it up for sale on Craigslist.org. I expected to have a week or more to get used to the idea of selling my beloved Jeep. Wouldn’t you know it that someone called right away and made me a good offer last night. My Jeep is gone. The couple that bought it seemed like nice people and intend to fix up the Jeep. So at least she has a nice new home. But it’s still sad.
We are down to one car. This is part of the plan to go cruising but it still meant parting with something I will miss.