I don't have much to report. We went out on the boat today. It felt like Arthur had decided this would be a last trip of the season. When we got back, we pulled the boat out of the water.
A cloudless morning.
Driving the boat out the inlet, past the base of Sunny Hay Mountain.
The captain of the boat removes the boat from the water using his cleverly designed boat ramp system with trolley.
In the afternoon, walking down the road, the clouds at last have returned to Sunny Hay Mountain, after our mini drought.
Unrelatedly, here is a thought for the day:
"[M]ost conversations are bad, so your proper goal is to make them worse (so they can end) rather than better." - Tyler Cowen.
[daily log: walking, 4km]