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The Big Dog is Back


Good morning everyone. Well after a long hiatus the big dog is back aboard...the big dog being Colby of course. The docks are back in and after a winter of out of town carpentry I am getting back into the groove. Jen and I had an extremely busy winter with kids after school activities (namely skiing), volunteer activities in town, and work.

Katie has kept the barn fires burning all winter long. We have tackled a whole pile of projects and now Katie is enjoying a well deserved week of rest. Next week chief mate Rob will be back and we will climb aboard with sandpaper and paint. I for one am very much looking forward to getting out on the bay.

I hope you will forgive my absence and hope the e-newsletter has helped. If you haven't signed up for the e-news it is filled with more nickel knowledge and shameless banter about windjammer cruises.

In the meantime...

Be well, do good.

Comments

AL from Alabama said…
When last we heard you were stirring peanut butter, so a logical assumption was that you were still breaking up the peanut butter cement at the bottom during your hiatus. However, that would be OK, because my favorite lunch is ship made bread with a big gob of peanut butter. We need plenty.
skyewise said…
Good to have you back, Colby & Cap!
Bob Kellogg said…
I second the motion, it is good to have you back. All my best wishes
Michele B said…
Welcome back, big dogs! ;-)
Unknown said…
Spring has sprung
The grass has riz
I wonder how the schooner is.

The temperature here in Alabama was only 85 yesterday.

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