Bye, Bye Little Dinghy

Nat and Scott put-putting along in better dingy days.

Well, we've done it.  We became "those" people the other night.  We lost our dinghy*.

Because it had been causing us so many troubles as of late, we had actually joked about letting it go, or perhaps just leaving it on the beach.  All jokes, mind you - we never really intended to do either.  But that just goes to show that what you put out into the Universe, you might just get.  Be careful what you wish for folks, because our dinghy is now gone.  I (and yes, I will take full responsibility for this) did not tie the boat up properly when we returned back to the boat the other night.  It was very late and very dark.  The wind was howling and we were scrambling to get on deck.  I thought I had tied a bowline (I mean, I have literally been tying bowlines since I was SIX for god's sake) but apparently I did not.  The next morning I woke up to Scott (who doesn't swear much), say a loud, "Oh s*@!".  And then he told me what happened.

And I laughed.  I actually laughed.  Really hard.  Oh the irony!  I mean, what else could I do?  Scott stood at the back of our boat and said with a sigh of defeat, "It could be anywhere out there."  I laughed harder still.

So, at the moment, we are dinghy-less.  Here in the cruiser's world this is like being without the family car.  We now rely on our friends to pick us up and take us around - but hey, that's what friends are for, right?

We haven't given up all hope that we'll find it...but I think we both secretly hope not too, because a new dinghy is in our future and there is even a deal in the works to snag the coolest dinghy of all....so stay tuned!

Love,
Brittany & Scott

*For those of you that don't know, a dinghy is a little boat that we use to get to and fro shore.  It was a little inflatable with a cute little 2hp motor that resembled a Star Wars Storm Trooper and was actually the family dingy and outboard from when I was a child (do the math:  30 years old).  RIP.