Cap'n Carey brought the sail out for the 'Heather Marie'. The Yacht club is having a huge raft up here in the marina, for the fireworks. Everyone just has to come in their dinghy, and hang out. Our first Raft Up.
The Marina life is pretty good. The baby geese are loosing their baby down, they have doubled in size the past couple of weeks, Sailor still stares at them, and Roxi doesn't care, if she can't bark at them. I have heard there is an Otter somewhere, but I have only seen his crap on peoples lines laying on the deck. As far as I know there is only 1 baby duck.
I am shocked at the amount of Mitten Crabs there are. When we were involved with the 'Striped Bass Association' we were hell bent on keeping them out of our waterways. The Mittin Crabs come from the ballast's, from big ships that travel the water ways. They suck water in for balancing the load, while at sea. Then when they come in to port, they let all the water out. Well they have to be 3 miles out, away from land now.
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