Day 72, Year 3: It’s A Water Sport
Date: Sunday, July 20, 2008
Weather: Beautiful, Sunny Weather
Location: Fannie Bay, Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia
Tom and Harriet Linskey sailed around the world in a 27-foot boat not too many years ago. As we were preparing for our circumnavigation, we had dinner with the Linskeys and I had a so many questions for them. One of my questions was about the necessity of having a hard-bottomed dinghy with big pontoons so we wouldn’t get wet when going to and from shore. I was sure we needed that, but Tom just laughed and said, “Judy, didn’t anyone tell you that sailing is a water sport.” Well, today, in our hard-bottomed dinghy with big pontoons we got soaked coming back to the boat from shore. This is the second time this has happened in the last few days. The first time I had laundry fresh out of the dryer with me and no plastic bag. Well, so much for that laundry. I had to soak it all in fresh water when I got back to the boat and hang it out to dry. Today I went in to use the water at the Sailing Club to rinse my laundry, but I was smart enough to take a plastic bag to put the wet clothes. I didn’t want to have to rinse them again on the boat. The plastic bag saved the day. So yes, Tom, it is a water sport, but I still don’t like getting soaked when going to and from shore. That’s not my idea of fun.
We stayed on Windbird again all morning working away, but when we went in do the laundry rinse we decided to take a little side trip. We walked down the beach to the Northern Territory Museum and had a delightful quick trip through it. It’s a great little museum featuring some of the best Aboriginal art we have seen. It also has a nice natural history section and a Cyclone Tracy exhibition showing the devastation of Darwin in 1974. I hope to go back again and meander more slowly through the displays before we leave. But at the rate I’m going, I’m not going to have time to do much of anything fun between now and Saturday. “The hurrieder I go the behinder I get.” This sign hung in my mother’s kitchen and it certainly describes how I feel right now. But tomorrow is another day and maybe a miracle will happen and we’ll get everything done. Dream on.
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