Letters to my Brother

Today we stayed at anchor, getting little things done. Sarah has been so busy with her next children’s book and I’m thrilled to be here while she creates it. 
So I told you we went in to Sawyers’s landing for ice on Wednesday. On Thursday night the bar at the dock has dollar tacos and $2 beer. With a near perfect tide and wind we decided to pull anchor and head that way.
It sounds simple. The bar is only two miles from where we stay. But everything is new to us and an outgoing tide can be tricky. So there we are, swinging onto the dock with an ebb tide and a NW wind. In hind sight it was a perfect setup for Ava. We rounded the docks and spun her around, bringing her starboard to the dock against the tide flow. I had worried more then needed, our four ton sailboat was happy dealing with the current and wind while we leapt about and tied her up.
The beer was ice cold and the tacos perfect.
Every time we sail or move, each time the anchor is dropped or hauled up, this is when I learn.
I have so much more to share with you.
I hope this finds you well and I hope you enjoy to my sailing adventures.
Dave