just a quick funny short story about living on a boat.....
my girl at the time and me were moored in a very private bay in victoria....(toovey bay)....it was so private...we sunbathed nude on top of the boat and never worried about any one ...as the bay was lined with steep treed cliffs...no one around...never closed the curtains...never locked the door.
we lost the mooage as the owners of the dock were returning from an around the world voyage with thet 85 foot yacht...so our 43 had to go !
we found morrage in the beautful inner harbour of victoria bc....very busy working harbour....
the morning after we moved the vessel....i got out of bed climbed the stairs from the aft cabin to the salon......naked....i streached...and scratched.
as i was yawning and streaching i heard a horn....it was a water taxi...driving by full of people at 7am...8 feet away !

......what could i do....so i waved...!