Last week was just a bit stressful because there was a lengthy cruise on the docket with a boat that had just been launched. Seems there are always those winter time gremlins that surface each spring, but fortunately, that didn't happen. So this week was just a laid back kind of "work island".
I started the morning washing the deck and wiping it down in preparation for cleaning and polishing.
My toes were frozen by the time this little task was done. It's still just a little nippy in the early morning up there.
Meanwhile, the Fudgies line up across the basin to board the Shepler ferry to Mackinac Island.
and I looked across the parking lot to a glassy Strait thinking that's where I needed to be.
It was a perfect morning.
But Kathy kept cracking the whip and said we needed to get the house cleaning done. She attacked the cabin...
...while it was polishing and waxing on deck for me.
Well into the morning, the Shepler ferry returns as the line of island bound tourists never seems to end.
Back to the boat, Kathy moves from the cabin out to clean the cockpit. It takes a bit of effort to clean the dash. That's a long reach.
And finally she's reached the back of the boat with everything all shined up stem to stern.
I had an encounter with some "raw" fiberglass.
It was kind of a nasty scratch so we had to improvise to get something to stop the bleeding while I could continue working. It wasn't bad enough to break out the real first aid material. We thought about using duct tape at first but then decided removing the tape from my hairy arm would be worse than bleeding to death. Rubber bands did the trick to hold the towel in place.
So the boat is well on the way to being all cleaned up. Just a bit more polishing to be done on the rear deck and arch.
In Ludington, it was a million photos of the Badger. Mackinaw City has the bridge. So I might as well get at least one shot of it in each post.
We walked down to the park to watch the sights. Unfortunately, the midge hatch isn't entirely finished and the bugs chased us away after a few minutes. With that, we wandered back to the marina and turned in.
Sunday morning was lazy with Kathy enjoying her morning cup of coffee.
It was threatening rain (never did) and was cool, so instead of getting involved in more polishing, I rigged the fishing rods so when opportunity knocks, I'll be set to wet a line.
Maybe next weekend?
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