Here's Shaba stuffed into her new slip, the bowsprit hangs over the front and the steering gear sticks out the back, there's not much room on either side either. Getting the boat through that marina and into the slip is like trying to thread a needle with a tugboat hawser. The real fun of the place is the motion: similar to docking in a washing machine that's falling down a flight of stairs. Rock and roll that requires all my dock line tying skills.
BUT HEY, I'M NOT COMPLAINING... the location can't be beat, I can ride my bike there, bang out of the marina and be sailing under the Golden Gate in an hour or two. I think its the best option for us in this town.
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