With unbelievable luck, I inherited the pier-head slip, so the view down the Washington Channel was gorgeous.

Here's Linda on the fantail. I added the elegant rowing skiff, which was a delight, too.

We left the liveaboard life cheerfully when it was time. Owen was about to start walking, schools in DC weren't great, and house prices out in the suburbs were taking off. We were afraid we would be priced out if we delayed. And 7 years was plenty. We'd had a great run.