So the christening went off on 25 May for X-KISMET, now affectionately named SEA CHANTEY. The usual suspects were rounded up for the event - we were honored that 'the doctor' was able to come up from South Carolina to take part. A prayer was given, the gods of the deep were asked to strike the former name from the sea logs, all manner of the former name was properly removed from the craft, care of the vessel and new crew was asked for and King Neptune was appeased with countless libations and volumes of outstand food.
Tamera did the honors of breaking a bottle of the finest champagne money can buy (thanks to Joe & Moira) across the bow, asking for a blessing and all was right with the world.The next day – admittedly at a slower pace and with a lot less energy – the process of lowering the waterline continued – crazy amounts of stuff no one will ever use and for reasons I can’t imagine ever happening - stuff just kept appearing on deck.
I see our fuel consumption going from 2 gal/hr to 6gal/hr. Maybe while no one is looking I can get some of it back to the house before the movers show up.