Rough day today, got out of bed about 9 a.m., fixed breakfast, then headed up to the boat to apply a coat of Poly-Glo to the hull, which replaced waxing the hull every year. Much faster, much easier and looks far better at the end of the season.
Only one more task to perform before the boat goes in the water in two weeks, which is to flush the antifreeze out of the freshwater system, then chlorinate the 75 gallon water tank, flush again and refill.
On the way home, I crossed over Deer Creek pulled off the road and looked down from the bridge. The water was quite clear and cold, and just beneath the surface were schools of blueback herring and hickory shad. I couple casts with an ultra-light spinning outfit armed with a shad dart resulted in hooking a two pounder that leaped high in the air before tossing the hook back at me. While walking back to the van, I got to thinking about what I was doing. Good thing I left when I did, because when I pulled out of the parking spot, a game warden pulled into the place where I was parked. Whoops! I forgot to purchase this year's fishing license.
Good timing.
The next stop was a local Season's Pizza restaurant where they sell the best, backfin-lump crab cakes I've tasted in years. Washed one down with an ice cold Coors Light, then headed home. It's supposed to rain for the next few days, so I'll probably go to the boat and do some inside work, clean things up a bit in preparation for a summer of sailing Chesapeake Bay and the nearby inshore Atlantic coastal waters.
Just got a call from an old friend that is having some health issues, and asked if I could fill in form him at his Monday evening restaurant job if he cannot make it. I agreed to do the next two Mondays, but when the boat goes back in the water, he'll need to make other arrangements. He laughed and said "I understand. I wish I could go with you."
Congratulations, Don. I think you are making a wise move and you will not regret it one bit. Get out there and smell those roses before someone is placing the roses on your casket. There's more to life than being on stage and entertaining others. And, at least we have prepared for this day, financially, which makes this part of retirement a lot more fun.
All the best,
Gary