A Close Shave

Good morning everyone. We have had a couple of wonderful three day cruises this past week. The weather has continued fair and the sailing has been brisk. We are all hunkered down for Irene and the tropical storm warnings she brings to the Maine coast. Looks like we will get a bit of wind and rain. We take these storm warnings seriously even if we know in the back of our minds that seldom are they as bad as the forecasts predict. We would rather err on the side of caution.

One thing I try not to take seriously is myself. Guests peeking into my office last week wondered about the carbide scraper I was hiding. I shave with it of course. No silly little razor for me. With a beard as tough as mine a carbide scraper is still kind of skimpy. With a little "help" from one of our guests I managed to apply some shaving cream to my beard.

Washing up with a swab? How salty is that?

Maybe I should try a weed wacker next time.

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

Comments

Unknown said…

You had me worried there Cap. The first pictures made me think you lost a stupid bet and had to shave. I would never bet my beard no matter how good the odds.

Here's hoping the winds moderate and the seas calm.

August 28, 2011 at 6:41 AM

Tinker said…

Nah. Why bother?

August 28, 2011 at 7:02 AM

wgasawoman said…

Love the morning chuckle. Glad you are all hunkered down and safe. We have been thinking about you and the beautiful Mary Day.

August 28, 2011 at 9:09 AM

carla lomangino said…

I was wondering how you take care of that beard! Glad to see you are keeping yourselves out of harms way. Give a warm hello to all the crew from the Brooklyn girls.

August 28, 2011 at 9:26 PM

Diane said…

Amazing pictures!!!

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