A Date with a Mast

The chainplate project is coming along. It's almost a bummer to cover up all that shiney stainless steel. Good thing, too. We FINALLY have an ETA on our new mast to be delivered. Whoo-hoo! We may lay eyes on it at the boatyard just after the Fourth of July holiday.

Of course we then need to attach all the goodies to the mast, then put it in the boat, then turn it a few times. It's nice to not continue wondering, though.



Location: Key Biscayne, FL 33149, USA

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