Attack of the Zombies

Zombie sighting

Sometimes the only response is the simplest.....................today, we're up early to have the boat hauled out of the water. Kirstin goes topside to secure some rigging. "Anything interesting up there ?" Her response is "nothing interesting except for a black zombie coming towards our boat". OK, very few things can cause me to spit out Honey Nut Cheerios, but black zombies are one of them. I didn't even have an AK-47, which I'm pretty sure is the only way to kill a zombie.

Zombie!!

Not 10 minutes later, another first for our Caribbean trip. "You have to come out here.............we're witness to the sea-faring version of the "walk of shame". And we were. The boat next to us (a really cool 65 foot classic yacht) was crewed by a 20 something Australian captain and his bro-friend. By the way, the Australian has flip flop strap tattoos so he doesn't have to wear shoes - we have seen him on several different islands - once at customs - never any shoes. We saw them at the bar the evening before, but because we're crazy old, we go to bed before them. In the morning, the bro-friend was seen dinghying a chickie back to shore. We could not resist documenting this with our telephoto lens.

Next, the big crane hauled us out. Watching our home come out of the water and hang perilously by a few wire cables took our breath away. And tonight, it's really weird to not have our living room moving to the soft rhythms of the sea. It's all so rigid and still.

Anyway, a fun day. Kirstin was a real trooper on this boat maintenance Tuesday..........ending the day covered in grease, 90-weight gear oil, boric acid (to kill bugs), and other harsh chemicals. All I can say is that real women can lift bow thrusters..........