Many, many calls with the financial planner, underwriter, KKY and other interested parties. This week has felt as real as it gets at this point in the build process. Signing a Certificate of Inspection is an awesome moment, especially since I'm not a seasoned mariner - and certainly not a long-time widow. Many firsts. Lest you think I'm crying "woe is me", let me tell you that it really does take a village to do something of this magnitude. I'm delighted to report that my village is populated by the most loving, caring and supportive "villagers" anyone could ever hope to have in life. Lucky me.
I did get a chuckle when I asked Tom B. for more exterior pictures and was told that reps from all things that move on the boat were there that day, trying out their respective machinery. Don't pout, Tom B. will soon be off to Taiwan to sign off on the boat - holy cow! There will be many more final pictures of the boat before she is loaded aboard the freighter headed for the US. I will be like an expectant parent, worrying about my girl as she heads for home, needing to know where she is at every possible moment.
I remember when Serenity was US bound. I must have checked my computer's SPOT tracker every hour to see where she was. If an update was late (in my estimation), a call to KKY was next on my agenda, regardless of day of week or time of day (I was reasonable during the wee hours). Folks, this is a big step for anyone to take, at any point in life. I feel as if I've climbed mountains during these past 11 months, but my guides have been right there with me, helping me over the boulders and sheer cliff faces. I'm almost at the top of the mountain - I'm told the view will be nothing less than spectacular!
So here are the last batch of photos from the yard's last transmission. If I was there, I would have bugged them mercilessly, but Tom B. has to work with these people, so I did back off a bit. As mentioned in the previous post, there is only 1 exterior view of the port side, but at least the sheer stripes can be seen.
We're standing in the pilot house looking down the steps to the salon. I love the way we can see into the salon instead of looking at a wall. The view eliminates the closed in feeling the previous design provided. Though it looks like a long flight of steps, in reality it isn't.
So that's it for pictures tonight. Golf was rained out due to the biblical floods of yesterday. The course first announced carts on paths only, but by this afternoon, conditions were downgraded to walking only. The course I play on is hard enough to play; walking is virtually impossible. So, I went to see Tucker and had dinner with the family - excellent sushi and great wine. Hence, I'm home early enough to get this post in. Guilt played a big factor I don't mind telling you.
Saturday will be a momentous day for me. I'm heading to the marina in my old neighborhood where we kept For Us and Serenity. I was there once before, when I first decided to go ahead with the boat. It was one of the hardest things I've had to do. The happy memories of times spent aboard our beloved boats with our adventures waiting in the wings just about paralyzed me - I'm not easily stopped in my tracks. Due to the desirability of this marina, I am going to reserve my slip for the summer of 2015 - accomplished with a signed contract and a deposit. I briefly considered putting my girl in the marina closer to my daughter, but knew I really wanted to be back in the neighborhood I called home for 28 years, with the marina friends made over the 3 years we were there. So I'm going into D2 East, in the slip next to the one Serenity lived in for 2 seasons. It's a wide slip with a long broad finger, and great views of the harbor and hills surrounding the harbor. Great sunsets too.
So think of me on Saturday as I walk alone into the marina office, head held high, with shoulders squared, some tears and a brave smile. The dream is about to become reality and I'm on board.