Yet again today I am annoyed with the weather forecast. While the 90% chance of overnight thunderstorms delivered (a particularly violent one woke me up at 0515 this morning) the rest of the day’s predictions were wrong. Normally this isn’t too big of a deal, today however the folks at the National Weather Service called for winds to die this afternoon, and planned on ending a small craft advisory at 1400. Accordingly, I saw no one, and I mean no one, out on the water this morning, but by there were quite a few pleasure craft out, expecting conditions to moderate. Except they never did moderate until around 1700, and in the meantime, the wind veered all the way from SW’ly to NW’ly, and freshened, churning up some beautiful seas, and wreaking havoc on the stomachs of the boat crews. I am not impressed with NOAA and NWS at the moment.
Aside from the winds and seas, it was a beautiful day. We had sun almost all day, and it the temps remained cool, primarily due to the wind. I got the outhouse cleaned, moved stuff down the hill for Wednesday, scraped the windows Mike & I painted, sealed one window frame that needed it, and with Amy’s help mowed all the grass. I also gave a few tours; four people on their trimaran braved the seas to get here, and USCG Helo 6002 from Air Station Cape Cod paid us a visit so her crew could make a head call. For those of you counting, the USCG has been here three times, twice in Helo 6004 and once in 6002. All have been pleasant visits.
I spent the remaining time in the day with my ear glued to my new cell phone (dammit Amy), preparing for real life to start up again in a few short days. I coordinated getting friends back & forth to the island during my last week here, set up appointments ashore, contacted my office & my ship about my imminent return to duty, and generally put myself in a funk thinking about the world outside of Seguin. Helping Amy, who is leaving on Wednesday, pack her stuff up did not help my mood. I am going to leave ten furrows in the beach with my fingers when they finally pull me off of here.
Enough moping about something that isn’t happening quite yet. I made dinner, Amy & I played cribbage, I practiced mandolin, did some editing on the job description for future caretakers, and now am finishing up this entry. The weather has finally settled out, I think (hope). The breeze has moderated to a gentle NW’ly, the seas are dying, the sky is nice and clear, and the barometer is rising. This all bodes well for the morning, when I am expecting a visit from a former caretaker who is rather dear to me.
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