This weekend the sailing club where our sailboat is docked asked us to move our boat back. They had just redone the decking on the slips. They're not quite done but you can see the fresh wood on the dock fingers. They did a super job; the fingers are now much more stable (before that finger would bounce up and down whenever anyone stepped on it). To do the work they moved out all the boats. So yesterday we found where ours was and motored it back to the dock only to find our slip occupied. We moored next to where we're supposed to be. Today, on a gorgeous sunny, warm, but gusty day I went back to swap the boats. I moved ours out to an empty slip, then moved the boat in our slip over one space (to where ours was temporarily). Everything was working out ok except for when I was motoring back into our now vacant slip. A gust caught me broadside and I had to fend off from the boat I had just moved. Luckily a couple of club members had just happened to walk up to our boat and helped me out just in the nick of time. Strange how the timing just happened to work out. I retightened our dock lines to just how they're supposed to be and our boat is back snug in its original slip. We can leave her be and take off to Aspen next weekend without having to worry about moving more boats around.
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