It has been a while. The last post here was in the spring of 2023, and I won’t pretend I have a good excuse beyond the usual one: life got busy, and then it got busier.
Here’s the honest truth about this season. I miss my boat. The Baja sat in her slip at Cedar Point Marina all year, and if I saw her more than three times this year for anything other than maintenance, I’d be shocked.
The reason is a good one, though. My mom, Beverly Hastings, was diagnosed with cancer for the seventh time. Seventh. And she beat it again. Go Mom! Then, after all of that, she needed a hip replacement for reasons that had nothing to do with the cancer. Between the appointments, the recovery and just wanting to be around, being “away” on the lake wasn’t really an option.
I’m happy to report she’s up and around. If she walked into your life right now, you’d never know how sick she had been. She’s the toughest person I know.
So what about those few trips to the boat? Every one of them was about a day and a half, and every one of them was the most relaxing day and a half I had. I loved it. Even the work was relaxing. There’s something about being down at the marina, on the old 340, that resets you, whether you’re cruising or just tightening a hose clamp.
If you’ve had a season like mine, where the boat waited while life happened, I hope you got a few of those day-and-a-half escapes too. Here’s to more time on the water next year.
Thanks for still stopping by.
– Weldon
