This weekend little Beggers had his first boating adventure, and he was a natural! Maybe sea legs come easily when your legs are only 4 inches long and your center of gravity is so low.
We spent the weekend on M’s parents’ 28-foot sailboat. It’s moored in Anacortes, and from there we sailed (well, motored, considering the calm conditions) a couple of hours to Blakely Island. Blakely is in the San Juan archipelago (just wanted to use that word because it’s one of my favorites) and is only accessible by boat. Little Ardie settled right in to boating life; he stuck his head over the side and enjoyed the sea breeze whipping through his eyebrows. I think he got a little frustrated that the boat wasn’t as wiener accessible as his house, he couldn’t navigate the ladder to the cabin on his own, and there weren’t any weenie-steps for him to hop on and off the couch. There was nothing to do on Blakely at the little marina where we spent the night, but that’s exactly why it was perfect. We sipped drinks on the boat, watched the sunset, grilled dinner, and played dice. Yeah, I didn’t know you could “play” dice either, but you can, and it was amusing.