Single-handed to BYC anchorage

I worked on the boat, cleaning the locker.  About 5, I looked around to see if anybody needed crew, but without success. I departed, sailing close-hauled to the Gut, and watched the race start from the North. As the winds died, the race was cancelled, and I anchored near BYC for the night.

The next morning, David Fleet texted me about moving my car, which was blocking Flow Control's movement to another spot.  We agreed that I would move the car in the early afternoon.  

I made a coffee with the Pixapresso, which was fairly good.

I arrived at the service dock at about 12:30, moved my car, removed my broken radar reflector, and cleaned the mast jewelry.  Got a pump out and returned to my dock.

I finished installing the startboard cabinet lights and put lights in the garage.  

Flow Control moved

cleaning of the locker

Calypso had cancelled her participation in the FFR, but Joe and his daughter came along for a ride to the race area. 

I forgot to undo a stern line and bumped into Tocade with my bow.  He and Elaine were very upset.  I also knocked my dock wheel off the new mount.

There was no wind, so we motored back to the club.

After I returned, I talked with Jacque, and he said there was no damage.  And we were still friends.