If nothing else, I am a determined sort. Yesterday, we went out into Budd Inlet and I practiced low speed maneuvering; I'd find a floating branch and practice putting the boat where I wanted alongside it. A couple hours worth. Then back into the marina, where mid-week there were plenty of empty slips on the transient dock. Forward in, aft in, this slip, that slip. Each time I'd ask, "Did I get it close enough that you could get off with a line in hand?" Joan did fend off a time or two, but we didn't whack anything or hit any other boats. In the end, she said I was getting it about 50% of the time. "Batting 500... not bad." She didn't get the baseball reference, after all this is boating; and I think she was grading me more on a school frame of reference (A=90-100%, B=80-90%... well, you can see where this is going :crook ). From my end, I am getting the boat where I want it more often than the first few days. Still somewhat humbling, though.
We had supper and great conversation with Dave (Oldgrowth) and his wife last night - a real cap to our time here. Pulling the boat out later this morning to take her back to the factory for our break-in service and to have a few things addressed. When they turn us loose, we're looking to head north... there are people in boats up there who haven't heard about us yet, so we may be allowed in some of the marinas. :wink:
There was a boat broker showing a family around yesterday while we were in the middle of our "boat billiards"... some concerned looks from the family as they watched our antics... pretty sure I could hear the broker say, "No, no. Boats are
easy to steer. Really."

Several others enjoyed the afternoon's entertainment from their cockpits... hey, it woulda been a quiet day around here without us... "Turn the other way. No, the
other other way." :disgust
Riiiiight.
Best wishes,
Jim B.