Getting her to the boat yard was a little stressful. There needed to be a rolling roadblock down one of the busiest streets in downtown during rush hour. A permit needed to be pulled to open up a closed street so that she could finish the trip from Punta Gorda. And all of this hinged on a delivery guy who was not exactly dependable.
BUT ~ he made it, and so did our boat. We got to watch her make the turn down King Street.
Kind of a little emotional for me. Because, well, we actually bought the boat. And now it was here, and the work was going to really begin.
It seems so unbelievable to me that we are actually doing this. We have talked, and dreamed, and plotted and schemed. And HOLY SHIT we are doing it! For real.
I think Hubs wants this blog to be about the restoration and adventure of it all. But, those things are very different for us. So, instead, it will be my take on the whole thing.
Hopefully.
Oh, happy day.
That's her the one on the lift…not the bigger one right behind us. It’s the only picture I have of all three of us with her. And, it’s not a very good one… oh, well.
This is before the work began and all the possibilities were before us. Over a year ago, and we have done so much and so little. But… we are doing it. That is the mantra that I keep repeating to my Hubs . He is discouraged and overwhelmed. He is hopeful and optimistic, and doing the work.
Still blown away that our dream is coming true.
That's her the one on the lift…not the bigger one right behind us. It’s the only picture I have of all three of us with her. And, it’s not a very good one… oh, well.
This is before the work began and all the possibilities were before us. Over a year ago, and we have done so much and so little. But… we are doing it. That is the mantra that I keep repeating to my Hubs . He is discouraged and overwhelmed. He is hopeful and optimistic, and doing the work.
Still blown away that our dream is coming true.
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