Musical Slips...

No, not a concert; more like musical chairs. We started tied to the wall on the north side... it was in the blazing sun, with no shade. We moved across the canal to the south side, under a big tree. When we got up this morning, Wild Blue was covered with bird shit! It took me quite a while to get that hosed off, and I started stalking for another place to park the boat. Two boats pulled out down the wall a ways... no bird shit nearby, the trees sit back a bit... we quickly moved Wild Blue into that spot. It should keep the dock-master guessing.