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Squeaky Clean

April 27th, 2008 · 3 Comments

The day started early for me today. Since our free rum party/WresleMania adventures Friday night I’ve been on the DL nursing a bruised liver. So after a solid 10 hour sleep 2 nights in a row, I was recharged and fired up. All morning I watched the armada of multi-million dollar machines parade through the channel on their way to battle. I had been percolating for hours by the time 9 rolled around and the official start was minutes away. I wanted badly to take the dinghy out to get some shots but Kyber wanted to get the Natty M off her mooring so we can get her to the dock. We ended up going out to check the action out but we missed the start and only briefly watched as the Gunboat fleet made their upwind leg towards the East side of Antigua.

The rest of the day consisted of the usual deck swabbing and chores. Our thirsty bank of batteries badly needed a shore-power refreshment. So we spent the entire day dockside prepping for our long sail westward across the Caribbean Sea. By the time the sun started setting, the Natural Mystic was looking like a mean, clean downwind running machine. The screecher was rigged, the spinnaker halyards were prepped, the cabin and cockpit were shimmering and all was looking and smelling great… Until Piss-Skidzy struck again! The “P” in P-Kiddy can mean just about anything these days. Punk, Pirate, Poo, the list goes on and on. Well anyway, I don’t know what his deal was, he’s got no excuse. He just jumped up onto the couch, (near the spot he defiled on the way down from Hampton and let her rip. We were right there! His litterbox was clean and unobstructed. Well, as soon as I saw his little squat go down, I was immediately on him. I grabbed him but he continued his hydraulics as I moved him outside and threw him on the dock. What a mess, I guess little Skidz is getting real used to the lazy Caribbean lifestyle and doesn’t feel the need to make the long trip to the forward room in the port hull. I miss my dog

Now we’re pretty well set to leave. We just need to top off the fuel and test the spinnaker out tomorrow. Hopefully we’ll be going downwind as the regatta fleet is coming towards us on their 2nd leg around the island. I really want to get some action shots of those amazing ships.

I’ll leave you with a couple of my favorite shots from Santa Barbara. moon_sb.jpg

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3 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Melissa // Apr 28, 2008 at 1:39 pm

    Dear Kyber, and crew. I am enjoying all of your photos and apt descriptions on the trip of your lives!! Joyful sailing!! Melissa

  • 2 Sylvia, Ben's other parent // Apr 28, 2008 at 9:44 pm

    Hey, you guys… if you haven’t already left port, you might want to think about getting P to a vet. When cats start doing weird and annoying things with their urine, it often means they’re having medical problems.

  • 3 Jamie // Apr 28, 2008 at 11:35 pm

    Kill the fucking cat and BBque him up for the indians!

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