I changed a few blog settings, so I'm afraid I need to do another test to make sure things haven't got too messed up. Here for your enjoyment is poor Windom sitting in a cow pasture in Florida, as taken by our friends Chris and Edith earlier this year.

Two years on the hard = two hard years. The expensive special tape we got to cover up all the teak has mostly peeled off, leaving the wood to weather. Even so far from the ocean, some of the fittings in the bilge have corroded. Some birds have made a nest in the coiled halyard just under the dodger. (And we have been told that hornets have made a nest in the cabin - when we arrive we'll have to bug-bomb the place pronto!)

The hull looks pretty good in the pictures - we covered it up with a thick coat of wax which is still intact. And even though the dodger and bimini have been degrading in the sun, we left them there on purpose as sort of sacrificial covers. We're having new ones made, which should be ready by the time we get to Florida.

The interior still looks just like our boat-home. I can see the dishes in the partly-open cupboard, the books still on the shelves, the basketwork that we got by trading with the Wareo in Venezuela -- oh, I'm getting all emotional and nostalgic, looking at the pictures. I know it's going to be uncomfortable and strange at first, cramped and disorderly as we move in, with nothing working right, and I'm going to get cranky and yearn for my "real" house, but right now I don't care. I miss my boat!

(test #2, only one photo...)