After we got back to the boat we still had a bit of paperwork left to do, mostly related to the house and taxes n'at. There was a talk about spares at the clubhouse Friday morning which boiled down to bring at least one of everything on the boat that's going to break - and everything is going to break. And when it breaks you also need to have the tools and know how to go with the spare to fix it, because there may not be anyone else around. That afternoon we drove over to Tallahassee for a quick visit with Chelsea and Travis. Mostly we ate and talked.
We came back to the boat the next evening and started working on family travel for the holidays. Neither of the kids was going to be able to get to Prescott for Thanksgiving. It was just too quick of a turnaround. This was also going to be the first for the kids where they had to brave the airports during the Christmas break.
The next Tuesday I was walking to the clubhouse I was joined by a little friend. It looked like a snake our oldest daughter had had when she was younger, an albino corn snake named "Clover". The snake did not respond to the name "Clover" and slithered across the parking lot to the deeper grass on the other side. That's not conclusive because Clover never liked me.
I had an exec handbook call Thursday. The following morning was another clubhouse talk, this time on spearfishing. Important safety tip - don't hand around with a fish wriggling on you spear lest something higher up the food chain shows up wanting to share - your leg.
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