The End… After some great years on the water aboard Dory, we have decided not to take her south again, but to head to Texas and live near our son and his bride.

In our last trip aboard Dory as her owners, we took her from Norfolk to nearby Chesapeake for in-water storage at Atlantic Yacht Basin. There, she will belong to our friend Seth, who has helped maintain Dory through two different owners, never realizing that she would one day belong to him.

No more needing to work with a slow cell phone connection to the Internet from a marginal location. I’m looking forward to having plenty of space…

Early February: We finally left old and new friends at Vero Beach and started south. We’re traveling with our friends George and Jackie who are aboard Sea Otter II, and plan to cruise with them for the next several months.

We stopped for a weekend in Palm Beach Gardens before continuing to Miami Beach. (Slow boats like Dory and Sea Otter II don’t travel much on weekends. The hot shots on their “go fast” boats are all over the waterways, and they care little that their high speed wakes will rock other boats tremendously.)

There is some conspicuous consumption here. In a 45 minute walk from where we landed the dinghy to a nearby ocean beach park, we were passed by three Rolls Royces. We also wandered by the first grocery store we’ve ever seen that had valet parking and a courtesy golf-cart shuttle from the parking area to the grocery store entrance — all of 100 feet. 

The sights along the waterway from Vero to Miami are amazing. There are homes that rival small hotels in size, and odd decorations every where we looked.

Doesn’t everyone have a full-sized model of a helicopter on their roof?

Below: I guess these two decorations might represent love and hate. We’re not sure who the owner of the second statue might have been mad at.

Late February: We anchored in Miami Beach, and spent the better part of two days seeing about 1/3 of the boat show. We also met up with Mojo, Vagabond, Longtayle, Rusty Nail, and a few other cruising boats we’d met earlier.

Take a look at where we anchored in Miami Beach, at about the middle of that photo.

We stayed in Miami Beach for a few more days, completing minor errands and waiting for good weather to move on.

Wedding Bells!

We left Dory on the hard and drove to Dallas for our son’s wedding.

The trip west was fairly direct, and we spent about six weeks before the wedding helping our son prepare to move, and also moving stuff we’d stored with him into a self-storage unit.

This also allowed us to attend several pre-wedding parties, and, of course, the wedding itself.

What a delightful trip, and a beautiful wedding!

On the return trip, we stopped in Austin and met with a dozen friends who had also worked in Saudi with us, and now returned to the central Texas area. From there, we visited other friends in Mississippi, and then traveled to the Albany NY area for a surprise anniversary party for Sue’s sister and brother-in-law before returning to reboard Dory.

Shortly after we arrived back in the US, Bill’s brother David came to visit (and loan us a car). Our friend Seth invited us to a “welcome home” dinner together with Gord and Suzanne, who had dropped anchor near us while returning to Ontario from a cruise in the Bahamas. (Gord and Suzanne also had us aboard their sailboat Camelot II the previous day for some delicious home made pizza and key lime pie.

Below: David and Seth finish up some task or another before dinner.

 A couple of weeks after our return, our son Bill joined us, and we drove to North Carolina to visit family and for the wedding of David’s son, Chris.