Sunday, September 12, 2010

Sunshine on a cloudy day

We don't have any of the real variety, so I am making do metaphorically with the surprising and convincing win the Seahawks just registered over the 49ers.

It's downright miserable outside, but we went out and hiked through the rain to The Foundry, a pub up the street a bit that advertised UFC championship replays on the big sign out front. We figured that also probably meant they would have a football game on during the typical Sunday afternoon, but when we got there, we found a very quiet place with a tennis match up on all the screens. The bartender obligingly hunted up the Seahawks game for us, which we had missed the first half of due to my inability to keep the timezones on nfl.com straight. Looking at the postgame reviews, it's probably a good thing we missed it; it sounds as if they started off like a train wreck in the first quarter. By the time we tuned in, they were already well on their way to a rout, and watching over a large plate of nachos was just good fun (note: if you are ever at The Foundry in Nanaimo, get the half order of nachos. I don't care if there are eight of you. Get the half-order.).

So despite the weather I am in pretty good spirits. A gentleman we ran into on the dock on our way out, unprompted, greeted us by saying, "Tomorrow will be better." I hope so. Sailing in this muck will not be much fun, though we don't have far to go and if the wind persists from the south, won't actually be able to sail very much of it. Anyway, this weather system won't sit up here forever, and tomorrow will be another day closer to something different, even if it doesn't actually show up when we shove off early in the morning.

All I am hoping for tonight is that it is not as rough as last night. This morning, our hull, dock lines, fenders, and much of the dock were coated with flotsam that was washed up during the wash cycle we were put through on the south side of the dock until around midnight. Everyone stuck it out, but just about all the other boats that were here last night have headed out today. Whether that was simply on their schedule or they feared the prospects of another evening, I can't say. So far the wind is milder but the rain heavier, and I think that's a good omen.

We haven't decided exactly where to go next, except that we need a post office, so one of the more substantive towns in the Gulf Islands or Vancouver Island seems likely. Beyond that, it will just depend on weather and our mood.

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