It is getting close . . . . .

We have gathered most of our stuff for the journey and plan to be leaving for the boat by Thursday. Somehow packing for 6 months is no longer my favorite thing to do. Emrick keeps looking at my "piles" and shaking his head. It must be a guy thing. All the females out there understand that packing for 6 months is traumatic. I have never had to decide how much of anything I use in 6 months. I just hope it all packs into the car . . . . Sorry there are no pictures but we lost the "sensor" part of our camera (spendy little item) and had to purchase a new camera. We should have photos before we leave. Most of you know that Emrick has been spending time at the boat working on his "to do list". What you don't know is that he has found time to do a little "crab festing" with some of our new friends on the dock. I love eating crab. Emrick has always told me he does not like crab and when ever I brought up crab pots he would wrinkle his nose. Apparently our friends cook the crab in a new and wonderful way. Emrick now likes crab. So, on the top of my "to do list" is getting in on a crab fest before we leave. Well, the next time we talk will be from Reedsport floating on the water.