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lake catherine to the pass

September 24, 2013 by Carly Filed Under: Sailing 1 Comment

FINALLY, Prili is back in the Pass. The motoring it self (we had no masts) took about 4.5 hours but we also had a wait of 3 hours at the boat yard to be put back in the water, we were not happy chappys. This put us coming through St. Louis Bay at dark. Of course I forgot my glasses and was blind as a bat, no help at all. And no search light to help us with the markers that weren’t lite up. But anyways we made it in safe and sound.

I was soo pleased that I didn’t get seasick. I usually don’t get seasick but with being pregnant I didn’t know if I would be up chucking over the edge. It was pretty rolly out so I took a couple of ginger pills to be on the safe side but other than being hungry I was healthy and happy.

We didn’t push the motor because we were running pretty tight on fuel but we managed a good 7-8 knots with a head wind. Not bad Prili!

Bottoms up

September 20, 2013 by Carly Filed Under: Refit Leave a Comment

Salty’s getting her hull blasted and painted. She should be back in the water by the time we road trip it up to her in a week and a half. Count down is on – like donkey kong!

salty pictures

September 18, 2013 by Carly Filed Under: deck hardware, Galley/Cooking, Kids 1 Comment

Here are some other pictures I found on Carl’s ipad. Check out the space! She needs some love and girly touch but we could swing a horse in her.

living in America

September 17, 2013 by Carly Filed Under: Uncategorized 2 Comments

Lately we’ve had a tough time all around, mainly I’m guessing because of me. It’s hard to be uprooted and homeless – well not really. We’re staying at a friends house that is pretty much classed in the “mansion” category. But still we’re living out of bags, all camping out in the same room and eating out all the time. Less than 2 weeks of this and we’ll be on our way to Wilmington NC to move onto Salty. This whole “sailing adventure” has come at such a good time for me. Every year that I don’t find my way home (to Australia) it seems more and more tension builds within me. This will be my 5th year that I haven’t been home for a visit and it is killing me… and Carl.

I think I have adjusted quite well in the states even though I think my friends find me a little strange at times.

I’m soo over driving on the right side of he road, I’m sure driving on the left will seem odd too. Why do school buses butts hang out so far from the back axle? Doesn’t this make it unbalanced? Polo’s and khakis are a wardrobe staple here, don’t think I’ve ever seen a guy wear skinny jeans in the south, not that I’m into that but it would be nice to see some variation. And mangos, why do the mangos have no flavor. Frozen, South American, Fresh, Ripe, Green – they all taste that same BLAND. Come to Australian see what the mango is really about!

So here I am having a rant about America, Carl is sick of listening to it so there’s no place to go other that my fictitious blog followers.

So lets all queerly look at houses with flag poles in their front yard and vow to broaden our minds and hearts. TRAVEL.