The wind continues to be strong and relentless. Good thing we’re wearing ourselves out during the day, or the water slapping on the hull and the creaking, groaning, screeching dock lines would keep us awake. Just kidding. They keep us awake. Peter’s got seven lines tied to the boat, most of them on the port side to keep us from blowing out into the Atlantic while we’re not sleeping.
Such a shame the weather is like this for Memorial Day weekend and all the beach goers. On a bright note, we’ve met two other very nice boating couples who are stranded here just like us. We’re going to have dinner together tomorrow night, and we plan to buddy-boat with one of the couples if we finally get out of here on Tuesday to Atlantic Highlands.
I’ve had several requests to see what the inside of the boat looks like, so here you go:









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