The Taco Traveler

... read this post. There is absolutely no reason why you should care about this post, but in the tradition of bloggers everywhere, I'm going to put it out there for everyone to see, for no particular reason.
 
I woke this morning to 30-knot winds whistling in the rigging, with gusts up to 43. There were whitecaps in the marina in the 300-ton TravelLift area. For the first time in a while, happy to be in the marina, still.

I drove around and found the only bar in town that had a big TV and had the Seahawks game on. Well, not the only bar, but the only one that tolerates non-residents, so says the boyfriend of the barista-girl, sitting at his perch guarding his girl, unseen, near the back of the roadside coffee stand. "Well, there's also the Hilltop Tavern, but they don't have mixed drinks there. They also don't allow non-locals." Ugh. Okay, dude.

After watching the Seahawks poor performance, I roamed around Henery Hardware (no, that's not a typo, it's Henery) for about an hour and put anything in my basket that I thought might be good or interesting on the boat. To wit:

- A can opener (duh)
- Electrical tape (can always use more)
- Duct tape (ditto)
- Misc screw kit
- Smoke / CO alarm (have needed this for a while)
- Wooden spoon set
- Oil filter wrench
- Magnet lite
- 150 yds of 65# test fishing line (to go with the offshore pole/reel combo I got yesterday)
- Chef's cooking tongs (love 'em)
- A copper-bottomed, whistling tea kettle
- Hacksaw and add'l blades
- Several misc-sized S.S. hose clamps (spares)

There. Nothing more to say other than, yes, I'm still hoping to get out of here soon. Possibly Thursday or Friday, after this Tuesday/Wednesday storm blows through.

TT