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If you found this blog via a link from a cruising site ~ we did cruise Mexico on our Ocean 49 cat for a season. See the first text box on the right for links to our preparations, trip down Baja, life in Mexico, cruising and trip back up to SoCal. Unfortunately we are back to the grind in the USA...

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Night of The Living Dredge

Not sure why, but this monsterous dredge always seems to pick the most inopportune times to attack.
When dredging it's on harbor attack 24 hours a day.
The day part not being so bad.
But then the night.
Always one particular night...
It intrudes into our personal little marina space either the night before my birthday or a few days prior to vacation.
It cannot wait until we are on a birthday wine tasting trip or on a plane to Costa Rica.
It can't attack at day.
Nope, it always attacks at night.
It attacks loudly.
All lit up.

Like a cruise ship 75' off our stern.
With anchors and cans being dropped in our back up zone.

It's big.
It's loud.
Pipes abound.
The pipes are loud.
Well... the items flying down the pipes are loud.

Clink - oh that must have been a screwdriver!
CLINK - oh a beer bottle!
CLANK - someone's keys!
Clink - a cell phone for sure!
CLANK - aggghhh my old bicycle!

It has little loud assistants.
Minion boats with an attitude.And lots of wake.

It's scary.
Seriously scary.
Nightmare scary.
Bad B horror movie scary.
Well, the front end digger, scooper thing is bad b horror movie scary.

Picture this...
Campground by the sea.
Blonde girls camping in tents.
Boys they are interested in with their tents just down the beach.
Dredge just offshore.
Lights ablaze.
Boys and girls around campfire.
Marshmellows roasting and turning slowly brown in the glow.
One boy who amazingly enough has a good singing voice, playing guitar, singing along.
A bottle being passed around.
One girl walks down the beach to meet the guy she's had her eyes on for weeks.
The theater crowd whispers "don't go down there"...
The hairs on the back of your neck stand up!
The girl disappears.
Clink, CLANK, Clink, clink, CLANK!
The end result.
See that pair of jeans stuck up in there?
Stuff nightmares and bad b movies are made of.


"Seattle" Heather said...

I sorry. Ear plugs and sleep aides are the only things I can suggest! Hope you enjoy your vacation!

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