The saga continues...

The guy who ran into the van which then ran into us does NOT have insurance. Oh, his wife does, but there is a signed exclusion on her policy for him. Their insurance agency seemed to take a certain delight in giving me that fun news. We will get the truck checked out thoroughly, then decide what course to take. I really hope this idiot loses his license... but, that likely won't stop him from driving, since that whole insurance thing didn't seem to deter him.

That aside, we took Wild Blue out today, anchored her in some shallow water, and I cleaned her bottom. She has been in the water now for just over 2 months. The current bottom paint is wearing thin, so she'll need a couple coats this fall when we return. Still, it's doing the job - there was some slime and a few barnacles, but it all came off with a stiff brush and some elbow grease... certainly a lot easier than if there were no ablative paint.

It was a beautiful day: the temp pushed into the low 80s, hazy sky (no sun beating down), light wind, and the water temp was in the low 70s... right at my "I can take that, as long as I'm wearing a wet suit" limit.

Joan made us lunch onboard when I got out of the water. Ever notice how hungry you are after swimming (or bottom cleaning)? Chili-cheese dogs, open face with her special turkey chili. Then, some cruising to see if we could feel the difference with the clean bottom. Sure... kinda, I think.


Insurance buttheads aside, a great day.