because drowining is bad

We are taking with us our two dogs.

Bacardi is eleven, over weight and sweet as the dickens.. Sammi is 5, and barks at anyone who comes near me or noise that he hears.

They will both love living on the island. It has been two years of boredom for them leaving our big back yard for the townhouse and now the rental. Sammi is very clingy, grumpy and constantly barks.. Bacardi just sleeps and eats and gets bigger and bigger. If E or I go out, the dogs lay at the front door until we return.

But on the island.. Sammi runs and runs and runs and Bacardi tries to keep up. Both never sit still or stop smiling (yes dogs smile)  and wagging their tales. So many nooks and crannies to investigate and animal scents to follow…But the cliff is an issue and we are going to have to teach Sammi to slow down. We are worried that if he sees someone kayaking past the house he will chase after them not realizing (cause he is a dog) that he is twenty feet in the air. Bacardi isn’t such a worry as she sticks close to E and has shown some hesitancy when walking near the cliff.

Both dogs have been on Papas boat many times. Neither enjoy the ride very much.. Bacardi stays at E’s feet and Sammi sits on my lap clinging to my neck if it gets bumpy. When I jump off the boat at the dock, Sammi jumps after me.. sometimes not realizing that we might be a couple of feet away from the dock. Bacardi struggles off the boat  if E beings to unload it before helping her off.. Once she fell and got stuck between the boat the dock. They really aren’t the sharpest Tacks on the ice (pun meant).

and so we present

New Life Jackets

Life jackets!! (34.00 each) yippee.. They seem to love them and with the handles on the back we can pick them up and just carry them off the boat… (or for Bacardi, help her off the boat, cause she weighs a lot !).. or if need be pick them up out of the water…

Showing of the new duds

They don’t really like to swim in the bay but maybe with the added flotation they might like swimming more this summer.  Who knows if it will make a difference but they are so cute ..

and so we have new life jackets for the dogs

because drowning is bad

we aren’t the Rockefellers

The only way to get to the island is by private boat. There is a taxi service (200.00 return) but no ferry.

In the 80’s we sailed five hours and anchored in the bay in front of Papas property, rowed the dingy in and slept in a tent in the woods.

Getting our daily water at the Marine Park

There was no well, so for drinking water we walked 10 minutes up the hill to fill our water jugs at the marine park.

The shed is where the house now sits.

We had a composting toilet in a shed..

They estimate now there are forty cars on the island. They have been barged over, usually at the same time as building supplies for cabins. Most of these cars are trucks and they have been around the block a few times (pun intended). Papa took an old truck over about fifteen years ago and we depend on ER to keep it running with paper clips and duct tape. Our new place comes with a truck. E’s first job is to get it running. The R’s are worried that we are getting a truck worth what we paid for it. (nothing).

They spent a lot on maintenance in the last year and E is convinced that although it isn’t running, it isn’t anything serious.

Travel to the island now isn’t much faster than the 80’s but it is certainly more comfortable and less dependent on good weather. We ferry to the big island (2.5 hours plus boarding time),  and then drive to our moorage. (20 minutes). Once we load our food, gas etc on to our boat it is a 20 minute drive across to our island . Then we unload all of our food and gas etc. into our truck and drive ten minutes to the house… Unload all our food, gas etc into the house and then..  whew… sit on the deck and have a beer.. such a production to get there..but once you do… well worth it…Papas house

We will  keep our boat at our assigned moorage in the islander private marina.  One small problem, we don’t have our own boat !.  We have a boat we share with the family at Papas, but we need our own. We are moving in two weeks!

What we do have is second car, a sports car.

A sports car is good for touring wine country, cruising around the University at sunset, hot summer drives to the Valley.018

A sports car is not good for transporting two wet dogs, boat gas, diesel gas or lumber. It is neither practical to get to the big island nor to be taken to our little island driving ten minutes back and forth to the boat.. The sports car in reality is useless, gorgeous but useless. so much fun but useless.  What would be useful is a boat.  So yesterday we sold the sports car 😦       and have begun our search for a boat.

We can’t have both a sports car and a boat..

We aren’t the Rockefellers!