How can life get better than this?

Farley here.
So I go for a walk with my humans. They have shoes on, meaning I should have known it was going to be a tough walk. They don’t wear shoes often and I don’t own any. Go figure. I’m a dog.
We get halfway across the island, we’re in the Bahamas, when I stop.
“My feet hurt,” I bark.
“What’s the matter, Farley?” Kristina asks. She always notices first when I’m in trouble. I’m beginning to think she has a soft spot for me.
I hold out my paw to her and look as pathetic as I can.
“My feet hurt. These rocks are too sharp,” I bark and then wag my tail, just to make sure I’m being cute.
She understands and gives Matt her most pathetic look. He laughs, and I know I’ve won.
Matt picks me up and carries me across the sharp bits. Do they love me or what?
Woof Woof.
Farley here.
No matter how hard I try I can’t catch my human on his windsurfer.
First there’s the problem that I’m afraid of deep water, so I try the beach approach.
“Wait,” I bark, but he doesn’t.
He gibes and I have to go running the other way.
“Wait,” I bark again, and still he ignores me.
“So don’t wait,” I bark. “I’m going to roll around and get sandy.”
“Good luck getting this off my fur before I get on board.”
Humans are soooo easy to drive crazy.
By the way, did you notice how crowded the beach is – not!
Woof Woof.
In George Town Bahamas. One of the joys of cruising is experiencing the local culture.
The excitement is building for a week of racing in the George Town harbour. The first boats arrived last week and more arrived today with a big entrance.
This big boy came right through the anchorage with lots of hooting and hollering.
For more information see: The National Family Island Regatta.
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Living the cruising lifestyle presents some exciting opportunities. It only takes a little courage to take advantage.
Compass Cay Marina in the Exuma island chain, Bahamas has a school of Nurse sharks that frequent the marina.
The sharks are used to human interaction, although the marina staff does recommend not putting your hand in a shark’s mouth – duh 🙂
My niece had the guts, I had the camera and off we went. She made me go in the water first. “Just in case,” she said. “It’s your duty as my aunt to sacrifice yourself.”
How could I argue? So I went first, nothing ate me and she came in after.
Here’s the proof we swam with sharks – okay I know they’re Nurse sharks and are harmless, but tell that to the adrenaline rushing through my body.

Farley here.
Squeak, squeak, squeak.
My human friend, Sharon, gave me a squeaky toy for Christmas. I’m not the type of dog that likes toys, but this one is pretty cool.
It makes the greatest noise.
Last night, I snuck it out of the cubby hole my human hides it in (like I can’ find it).
I eyed the clock.
Three a.m.
That’s a reasonable time to play, I thought. Kristina -not so much. She’s always nice to me, no matter what I do. She gently took the toy away, explained why I had to wait until morning to play and then rubbed my belly. Now that’s what I call fun to be reprimanded.
Woof Woof.
If you windsurf, you know it can be difficult to move gear around. Sometimes the beach you want to sail from is just not in the right place.
We visited friends in the Bahamas, and, yup, you guessed it. Our gear was on the east side of the island and we wanted to sail on the west side. So what did we do.
Used the grizzly of course.

If you are planning on spending long periods of time on your sailboat, I recommend the investment in a cockpit enclosure.
Maybe it’s fun to sail in spray on an afternoon adventure, but when you have no home to go to after the sail, you might want to consider staying dry.
Matt is sailing Allura, our Niagara 42, the first year we owned her. Doesn’t he look like he’s having fun? Rain is pouring on him, around him and dripping down is back. I’m in the main salon taking the photo (and I’m dry of course).
We lasted one season and as soon as we hit Florida, we had an enclosure made.
Mattina, our Lagoon 380, came without an enclosure. Sometimes we are smart and learn from our experiences – not always – but when we, are I like to point it out.
Before we left the coast of the US heading for the Bahamas, we had a full enclosure made.
Now we always sail dry.
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