Marblehead Chapter 2
Jul. 10th, 2003 08:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anigoWhere was I. This is goign to be kind of odd, since it will be read in reverse chronological order.
So we were coming into Marblehead. The sun's coming up, we're dodging fishing bouys. When we finally get to the wharf at about 6:00 in the morning, Shane and I each have a line. I go to jump on the wharf. Shane says "wait..." but I jump and end up face first on the wharf. And I can't get up. Shane says he was going to remind me that it takes a while to get land legs back. He's right. I'm embarassed. After that Big Steve makes everybody the traditional Hot Toddy. It's so yummy. We kind of flake out for a bit and then go up and have a shower and check in with customs. I'm at Marblehead. Life is good. I don't remember a whole lot after that. I remember having a headache. I remember getting it from staring at the blury radar screen in the dark. I remember being tired and pouty because everybody got a hat execpt me (there weren't enough to go around and I was just *delivery* crew, not race crew). I remember running into a guy (David?) while waiting for the shower, who was from DYC whom I ran into again over a couple of drinks at Maddies. He said he felt sorry for me at the showers because I looked so pathetic (you would too after being at sea for three days with no shower) but he still didn't give up his place in line at the showers. That's it for now - my attention's lagging.
So we were coming into Marblehead. The sun's coming up, we're dodging fishing bouys. When we finally get to the wharf at about 6:00 in the morning, Shane and I each have a line. I go to jump on the wharf. Shane says "wait..." but I jump and end up face first on the wharf. And I can't get up. Shane says he was going to remind me that it takes a while to get land legs back. He's right. I'm embarassed. After that Big Steve makes everybody the traditional Hot Toddy. It's so yummy. We kind of flake out for a bit and then go up and have a shower and check in with customs. I'm at Marblehead. Life is good. I don't remember a whole lot after that. I remember having a headache. I remember getting it from staring at the blury radar screen in the dark. I remember being tired and pouty because everybody got a hat execpt me (there weren't enough to go around and I was just *delivery* crew, not race crew). I remember running into a guy (David?) while waiting for the shower, who was from DYC whom I ran into again over a couple of drinks at Maddies. He said he felt sorry for me at the showers because I looked so pathetic (you would too after being at sea for three days with no shower) but he still didn't give up his place in line at the showers. That's it for now - my attention's lagging.
