Mandy was all freaking out last night because of "scary noises." These amounted to our fenders squeaking and lines shifting in some heavy winds, accompanying the usual rocking and bobbing boat motion that happens in such situations. I made fun of her; after all, we've heard all those noises a hundred times, and frankly I find them somewhat reassuring... it means everything is where it should be, doing what it is supposed to do.
It's calm and quiet this morning, and I got up to go up to the bathroom. For a change of pace (exciting life I lead here) I walked down to the bathrooms at the head of the R/S docks. Along the way, I heard a seal barking out near the breakwater. The sounds echoed off the high bluff to shoreward in the morning gloom. It was spooky. Halloween is almost here.
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