In the Homestretch

After a trip across Bogue Sound in conditions as horrible as
any we've experienced, we made Morehead City and decided to take
a lay day and wait for better weather.

However, the gods of the weather have decreed no stable weather
outlook going forward. So we are making our way as best we can
and the next epistle you receive will be our last, written from
the condo after a deliberate amount of time to think about what
this all meant.

On balance, we can say it was good to do, even if the last three
years have been more a comedy of errors than a midsummer night's
dream. (We thought we'd mix some metaphors for you.)

So we have the bit in our teeth and are ready to run.