Return of the Moose-Knuckle!

Or not, actually! Esther rigged up a bosun's chair this time for tarring the backstays, but I was *just* able to stretch out my creaky-lawnchair frame so that I could lean off the shrouds to do it. Some spots looked pretty bare, I wonder how many times it's been done since I was last up here?

Spent the evening after the sail enjoying frosty beverages provided by our hosts at the dock authority. They've been taking GREAT care of us, whether it's food, showers, shore-heads.. Brownsville is my favorite harbor ever (plug plug)!

I've heard a couple of times that people are "really glad to see me back." As though I wasn't coming back. Hah! One silly Haida Curse isnt' enough to keep ME away! For reference on Haida and their cursing, see my entire sail last year. It was just dripping with bad ju-ju.