Time to trailer the Sea Scull to the harbor then haul her across the bay to her home at the cabin.
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| On the road |
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| At the Boat Yard |
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| Transfer to the Motor Boat |
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| Launching the Motor Boat |
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| Crossing The Bay |
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| Safe at the Cabin |
Not as graceful as hitting her over the bow with a bottle of champagne. But, just as effective.
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| Right now I am thinking, "Holy shit, she doesn't draw any water!" |
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| Max's boat! |
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| Rowing system and sliding seat installed. Time for sea trials. |
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| Things are going quite well. Once I learn to operate the sliding seat and forward-facing rowing system while balancing the boat, this baby will fly. |
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| Max is behaving. Sea trials are going splendid! |
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| "Uh Oh! No Max! You can't sit like that!" |
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| "Holy shit! We are going to capsize! Max! Center! Max! Center!" |
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| No matter how loud I yell "CENTER!" the dog will not move to the center of the boat. Maybe I should have taught him the command "center" BEFORE GETTING IN THE BOAT! |
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| Ahhh...safely to shore...and exhausted. |
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| Jettison the dog and continue sea trials |
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| Everything is going fine except the oarsman doesn't know how to operate the sliding seat and forward-facing rowing system while balancing the boat. Other than that, all is well. |
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| Enough for one day. |
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| The Sea Scull at rest |
Lessons learned:
- I need to learn to operate the sliding seat and forward-facing rowing system while balancing the boat.
- I need to teach Max to sit in the center of the boat BEFORE putting him in the boat.
