OK, the ship is once again safe from calamity.

I wasn’t going to concern you, so I kept my mouth shut, but now that we’re safe again, I can tell you no small amount of angst betrayed my underlying fear of being without protection.

Now, however, my lucky EC (Eastern Carribean) dollar, which has sailed all over the eastern Caribbean with us,  is back in its place of honor just beneath Sojourn’s upper helm.

Certainly, we’re now only bound for bountiful waters and peaceful shores!

 

Even though she’s only worth maybe forty cents U.S., tops, ain’t she magnificent and most dubloon-like in appearance?

I am also delighted to report that at least the pilothouse is once again regaining the appearance of orderliness and respectability,

even though the galley still looks more like a workshop,

and the stateroom and spaces forward is still definitely “dark territory”!

although, the aft bulkheads in the stateroom, and the starboard side are starting to shape up after today’s efforts…

Lator, ‘gators…