Life on board - so far

I will leave most the details and commentary on our maiden voyage as a family to Gregg. I'm just going to say it was a lot of fun. A little scary being out by ourselves, but fun and exciting. The Chesapeake off Annapolis on a Saturday is a lot like the river we lived on in IL - very busy - lots of traffic. Once we got out closer to the Bay Bridge, though, it cleared up a bit.

Quinn behaved very well - he sat down in the cockpit when we told him to, and he got to sit at the helm with Daddy quite a bit. He really liked going under the bridge. I was fine - no seasickness at all. I took a couple packs of Emergen-C and some of Quinn's Benedryl (couldn't find the adult - hadn't unpacked much before the sail) and that seemed to do the trick.

Since we arrived here in Rock Hall, we've been mostly unpacking, stowing and cleaning. We're finally to the point now that there are almost no boxes piled in the saloon anymore. We even cooked a decent dinner last night. The marina has a shelter next to the jetty with some gas grills and picnic tables so we went over there and grilled some steaks while we watched the sunset on the bay. A far cry from our first dinner cooked on board, canned black bean soup that I added some canned tomatoes to with slightly better than room-temperature margaritas (we didn't have any ice yet), but we did manage to find the tequila, chilled margarita mix and salt.

Anyway, at this very moment, Quinn is sitting at my feet, under the table in the saloon, naked, playing with his matchbox cars... so he's adjusting well to the boat. He loves his "very own sink and toilet and shower and bedroom". Although, he has a second pillow on his bed now and he is saving it for Abby (his girlfriend), whom he talks about several times a day. He misses her VERY much.