We were going to spend another night in Tarpaulin Cove, but I couldn't do it. I literally felt like I had ants in my pants, I wanted to get to Falmouth so bad! I even cried! It must have been the long journey, lack of sleep the night before, and the fact that family was so close and I could get to them.
It was a short sail over to Falmouth harbor, one of the best days out on the boat thus far. Chris' Dad was on the jetty taking pictures of us coming in, and then he and my Uncle Barry and Aunt Marsha met us at the dock to help us get in. It was such a welcome sight to see them all. Thanks to Barry and Marsh we had all the charts we needed to get up here, and all of their plates and cups from their old boat! It's great to be home!
Welcome home Browns. I hope we get to catch up a bit.....
ReplyDeleteSo happy you are home! We are moving this weekend but we'll catch up with you asap. :)
ReplyDeleteyeah you made it!!! call me
ReplyDeleteLeslie, Pete, Maggie and Tray