I’ve decided to just leave the toilet in the cockpit and dump it overboard when full.

Babies. It sometimes feels like all they do is sprout teeth. Painfully. These are the many faces of Lowe as number four drives him nuts. In the last pic you can see the little nubbin making it’s way through. Even on his worst days though the kid is full of smiles. It takes no effort whatsoever on our part to get a big toothy grin out of him. Sweetest little boy ever. We’re all hoping for a one month respite after this one.

This morning we got a visit from some long time Bum friends who spend a few months each year down here in PV. It’s always fun to hang out and talk with new/old friends whom we’ve never met. Especially when the only people you’ve talked to in the past few weeks are other boat folk. These two came to us by way of Porsche 356. They’ve got a ’58. And they didn’t seem to know much about boats, which is just fine with me. If they did we would have spent an hour talking about the pros and cons of our new toilet in the cockpit arrangement. It was a pleasure guys.

We’ve got a long list of work to get done if we’re going to get out cruising again. And I’m sure I’ve expressed enough times now just how difficult it is to get boat work done in a space this small with two kids who need naps and a lot of attention. So in order to facilitate the process we’ve rented a condo for three days. Three days that I’ve got to bang out a big list of things that is going to make life aboard much more enjoyable. Work commences tomorrow.