Up at a decent time, and Ruth invited over to their boat for breakfast. Wonderful to get up no dishes, no work. At ten the boats were under sail. Ruth and Rodger are heading back to port. The Kadizzles are running west at between 3 and four knots. Looks like a nice bay and by four we should be at Butcher Bay. Kadizzle slept well, but Ruth and Rodger suffered from hull slap. For non sailors that is when waves hit the hull all night and keep you up.
Fall is coming with a rampage. So much to get done, so much quick fun to be had. This new era where you sail down the middle of the lake and surf the net would have been hard to imagine for the old sailors, but here we are. The Commander is out there at the helm demanding the radio so she can get the weather report.
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