It seems that maintenance and cruising are somehow inextricably intertwined...so we giggled our way through a "routine maintenance and one exotic location" riff on a holiday classic.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me: twelve expired flares!
Eleven rusting stanchionsTen volt batteriesNine frozen turnbucklesEight mildewed cushionsSeven squeaky winchesSix broken shacklesFive leaky hatchesFour chafed halyardsThree blown-out sailsTwo clogged heads...and a sunset in Papeete.
Happy holidays, from our floating home to wherever you are!
