We drove into Charleston to have a look at a 50' Marine Trader that had been sunk....only for 2 hours mind you but sunk none the less. There was not as much damage inside as I thought there would be but I think we both decided that # 1 it was too big...(3 staterooms) and #2 too many unknowns with engines and electrical. Besides it’s kind of creepy thinking that the entire boat was under water.
After we finished with that we found a Flu Shot Clinic and got that dirty little deed out of the way. It’s just not fair, Colin never has a problem and I always do.....sore, throbbing arm the minute I walked out of the place. Oh well tomorrow is a driving day so I can sit and lick my wounds in the truck all day