Pushing off the Dock...Again

You might wonder where the heck we went. After all of the hoopla of us leaving our home port and all. Well, truth be told, we went back. Just to do a few more things. A day or two turned into another ten days. We worked non-stop. We got more parts. Finished more projects. Took a whack of stuff to the dump. 

After a week, Wavey asked me without a trace of cheekiness, "Mom, are we really going on this trip?

Cleaning up the driveway

Loading up the trailer to take 390 kg to the dump

The never ending list

I wish I had a quarter for every time someone said, "I'd thought you'd left."

Back in the engine room

Starting the travel log

So after at least 200 more trips down the dock and a few more cart loads, we left...again. We waved goodbye to our fellow boaters who sent us off from the breakwater as the northeast wind sent waves crashing into the channel. We rollercoasted into lumpy seas screaming, "This is great!" and "Wooo hooo!" until we all got nauseous. After that, we just hung on and tried not to throw up.

REALLY leaving

Four hours later we landed at Port Credit Yacht Club to spend the long weekend with our friends sitting by the pool and pinching ourselves that we are officially "gone."

Kids did about 20 hours in the pool over weekend

Tom and John

Making pickle art with Bill and Danielle

New friends with Katie and Molly

Kids' morning meeting to decide the day's activities

Boating buddies Chris and Tara

Mixed emotions as we wave goodbye to more friends.

Although we haven't actually travelled very far, the journey is well underway. 

Middle of the lake with Toronto in the the background

We are home.