Life is a beach

Well hello gang.

The weather here is starting to get a bit cooler and everyone is getting ready to head south to warmer climates.

The first to leave, of the old Madeira crowd, is Selkie.  I will not have the kids to walk me on the beach any more.

Company on my walks

Last hugs from Cian and Ellen

Last goodbyes as they depart

More are planning to leave over the next few days.  My human’s have not finished with the preparations for the Cape Verdes and Atlantic crossing, and are still waiting for some parts to arrive.

They did finally get the bilge pump fixed and fitted, the freezer lid in and all the food back from the fish mongers.  It all did have a slight fishy smell, but was still frozen solid.  They got the whisker pole, that holds out the fore sail, lengthened, the kedge (stern) anchor warp mounted on the back deck and the first of the ventilation fans screwed into place in the galley (kitchen).

I spent the day sleeping off my flea treatment.  It always drugs me out!

But I am wide awake now with your next mural.  I call this one Fishing Boat on the Beach.

Fishing Boat on Beach

Take note of the name of the fishing boat

Guess what we found in our little harbour?

Here is the fisherman end of the Port

Look familiar?