Shift focus?

Given recent events, maybe I should shift the focus of this blog to a medical rag of some sort. Why, you may ask? Well, Trent went to the ER again yesterday! He and Dad were holding hands walking down the ramp to the pier, he stumbled a little, stopped, and cried like crazy. We got him on the boat and noticed he was particularly cranky when we touched his left wrist and wasn't really moving his left arm. Off to medical we went, only to find we were too late so the family took a field trip to the ER. Thankfully the whole ordeal took just over an hour and a half and the little guy only had "nurse-maid's elbow," a dislocation caused when he fell and was still holding on to Dad. The physician's assistant had him back to normal within a few minutes of seeing him. He's fine now...wait, is that my phone ringing???

The grind kind of stinks!

Yesterday Frank started work while I hung out doing laundry, running errands, and cleaning. Not so bad... Then I started work today. Throw in a toddler's swim lessons and suddenly we're busy! I really enjoyed the time off during the move! Surviving still, but I'll admit that there was no cooking onboard Lehe Paine tonight! Fish tacos at Taco del Mar, baby!

Oh my God, is that blood???

I'd tell you that's how the day started, but I'd be lying. Rewind a bit...it was a rainy morning, but we had high hopes for the day. As I checked the weather, the princess awoke. "Katreina, what's that in your hair?"

"Um, I dunno. A sticker." She woke up with one of her wall stickers in her hair. Then in the process of trying to claim ownership of her room, Trent's fingers got mashed in the door. Tears and yelling ensued.

We made it through breakfast and the rain had stopped. We planned to take the dinghy on a short hop to Jetty Island to grab a few geocaches so Frank went topside to dry it out while I got ready and the kids played in their rooms. I was just finishing brushing my teeth when Trent came in behind me. He fiddled around a bit (like any good toddler) and that's when I looked down and saw it. Oh my God, is that blood??? Yep! His toe was bleeding like crazy! I followed the trail through the boat all the way back to Katreina's room. I saw that he had a huge, deep splinter in it, but couldn't fathom where in the room it came from. Frank came in to perform minor surgery on the poor guy's big toe and succeeded in removing the offending objects (there were actually 2!).

We patched him up and headed to Jetty Island and were indeed successful at nabbing 2 geocaches there. By the end of that trip is was clear the kids were tired and hungry so we took our cranky gang back to the marina for some lunch. After the kids went down for nap, we decided there was no time like the present to get underway. Just had to get dinghy back on board...easy, right? Heck no! That thing is heavier than she looks! After Frank cut his finger, we got the lifelines unhooked, wrestled the bohemith onto the deck, and strapped it down. Getting underway was a breeze this time...

After cutting through a regatta we enjoyed a little sail and saw whale #1 of the day. The wind left pretty shortly after that and we realized we'd have to power up to get to an anchorage for the night. Katreina joined us while Trent slept. It was an amazing day, just wish we had more wind. Once Trent was up it was snack time for the kiddos...yummy Cheetos!

Frank scoped out the area and found whale #2. As we approached the anchorage (Honeymoon Bay), the kids settled in for a little movie action. Nothing like Cinderella at sea!

Just for a little excitement, we couldn't get the anchor windlass to power up as we were coming in. Seems you need to have the main engine keys in to make it work... After I sliced my finger wide open on a piece of wire, we anchored with ease. I patched myself up and got to cooking dinner in the expansive kitchen. Burgers (grilled on deck by the Captain), asparagus, chips, grapes, and beer!

So surely that's the end of the day, right? I wish! After some discipline issues with Katreina we all headed below and started up one of our favorite family activities--tickle time! We had fun, but it came to an abrupt halt when Trent (a.k.a. Vampire) took a serious hold of my leg with his teeth! Little monster left some pretty deep marks through my thickest jeans! Now the kids are in bed and the boat is silent. So let's see, that's injuries to Trent, Frank, and Jody (though Trent had 2 so that could transfer over to Katreina so that we would all have a war wound from today...), 2 technical difficulties, 2 geocaches, 2 whales, and 2 tired parents. Lonnnnnnnng day, but I loved it!

Quintessential PNW

Yep, it was a gorgeous day in the PacNorWest. Got off the hook easily this morning from Honeymoon Bay and headed out to enjoy great views of Mt. Baker and Mt. Rainier. Spent most of the day under sail...so peaceful Frank thought he heard a whale coming up for a breath. Sure enough, there was a humpback off our port quarter. Then a bald eagle was sailing over head...perfect!

The only not-so-great part of the day was the return to port. Honestly I was already nervous since I'd never docked this boat and it was wicked windy out. First we hit the fuel dock. Pretty easy there as the wind was blowing us right on to the dock. Next we used the lines to walk the boat around to the pump out station. I don't know if it was the wind or what, but this girl is a beast! We made it though and went through our first pump out. Think the tank gauges may need some calibration... Then with a screaming infant below decks we got underway to head to our slip. We're in the first dock at the marina which means there is NO protection from the wind during the afternoon sea breeze. It was sooooo clear that we were rookies. Frank made a few passes to get a feel for it and tweek his technique, then we went for it. I hopped off with just the stern line--that proved to be our most fatal error. The wind grabbed the bow and swung it away from me and towards the boat next to us. Frank fended off of it while I tried to walk the stern back. Finally got ahold of another line (midships) and a passer-by to help before getting the bow line and really getting the control we needed. Tense, tense, TENSE! And to top it off, as we were thanking the gent that came to our aid, Trent fell from the ladder in the cabin and scraped his head. Bottom line--we made it back, though a little battered and bruised.

Lessons:
1. Get the right length of lines on the cleats for docking.
2. Jump off with BOTH bow and stern lines in hand.
3. Raise our boat-to-boat fenders in case we have to bump a neighbor again!
4. Buy more fenders (this is a Jody being overly cautious one, but I'd like a few more!).
5. Don't try to dock around the kids' dinner time. Shoot for when they are napping or occupied by a snack.

[tweet, tweet] Underway! Shift colors!

Had a great day at sea today! After a little tense underway event just after 10 a.m. (let's face it--I haven't been on a boat this big as one of two crew and wasn't 100% familiar with everything on deck yet!), we motored out and started checking things out. I'll admit the first few swells caught me off guard and being below decks got me a touch queasy!

First issue--GPS/depth/all inputs weren't getting into our nav display. Frank pushed enough buttons to resolve that. Then we wondered about how to empty the holding tanks (just checking the mechanics, too close to land pretty much all around here) and honestly are not sure if there is a way to actually pump the tanks overboard (though surely there is, hubby is reading up on it right now!). I made my first pot of coffee after Frank reminded me to hold down the knob on the stove while hitting the pilot light (very rookie move). The kids amazingly went down for naps very well. Made calls to all the grandparents so they'd know for sure that we were putting their grandchildren in grave danger, then hauled out the genoa and cut the engines. We were sailing! Not much wind today. Only topped out at about 3.8 kts once we had the main up, but the silence was blissful.
After tooling around a bit we decided to head in to Honeymoon Bay to anchor for the night. In the process of pulling in the genoa I whacked Trent on the temple with the winch crank (does it matter if I told him to stay back???). Then I couldn't get the electric anchor windlass to run, but after cleaning the contacts it came to life and we anchored with ease. We settled in for our first real, full, hot dinner on the boat--the classic Italian delicacy, spaghetti with salad and bread. I used the pressure cooker for the first time and boy was all that steam entertaining! But the pasta was good, the kids were pretty good, and the box sangria was especially yummy. After dinner we all hung out in the cockpit and got to see 2 beautiful bald eagles take up their roost atop a tree on the shore. After a little snack of mini-cupcakes outside, the kids were ready to head to bed.

And now, it's silent! The final issue of the day? Anchor light is burned out! Making due with the deck light...