Rough start to the day. The dinghy engine is still not ok. Rob dropped a bowl of cereal and the non-breakable bowl shattered in a million pieces (I do not exaggerate). I have seven insect bites on my face, at least two of which are large black fly bites. As we started toward Green Island, I descended into a fine whine which included a recitation of things that I miss, a very few of which include: not wearing non-marking soles, clean hair every day, a Slurpee on a hot day, a hot day, carrying my things in a purse, the things that I would carry in a purse. It went like that. Rob listened but would not engage. And then, in Fitz Hugh Sound, we encountered a couple of Humpback Whales spouting and breaching. We stopped our boats to watch a fabulous display and I was immediately back in the zen zone with a smile on my bitten face. I am excited to be on our way home but I want to enjoy every minute getting there. We won’t be back here for a long time and I know we’re going to miss it. This afternoon, Rob fixed the outboard motor on the dinghy(!) and went fishing. I told him to be careful. He told me to instead wish him luck. I told him to be very careful.
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