You have got to be kidding me

We were given incorrect directions to the slip here, leading to the fairly spectacular accomplishment of an Austin Powers turning of a 35 foot sailboat in a small space.

We had innocent bystanding onlookers, who cheered us on and complimented Dad on his back and forthing skills, and there a nice couple I chatted with from the bow in between fending off a pile Dad couldn't see, holding my breath, and thinking skinny.

We made it, but that was enough excitement for me for today. I'm tuckered.