The Sounds – Noises

Rigging

Living in the ‘dirt house’ as long-term boaters refer to conventional homes, we get used to the noises.  That creak in the hallway floor.  The whine of the air conditioner.  That vinyl siding creeping on nail heads as it warms in the spring sun after a cold night.  Dozens of sounds.  The way the wind rattles the porch light and makes the cover on the grill flap against the metal lid.  We get used to them.  We know them by heart.

And now – new noises.  I’ve slept in my runabout before.  Heard the creaking of the dock lines.  Barely, but it sounded ‘shippy’ to me so it was pretty cool.  Our first night in Coinjock I heard a different sound coming from the dock lines.  That noise they use in movies featuring old wooden ships.  A base level creaking, not some wimpy screech but rather a creak with smoker’s cough.  Low, slow, more like a growl.  The movies do a good job on it – or else they recorded real ships pulling against the dock piling and cleats.   Continue reading “The Sounds – Noises”

Surprise – It’s the People

After 6 months aboard our new home, we have a lot to catch up.  Two tropical storms, one hurricane, two groundings and a dozen upgrades.  We have a lot of writing to get done.  Bottom line, we’re now half a year into our adventure.  And we’ve been blessed throughout with the friendship of so many wonderful people. Continue reading “Surprise – It’s the People”