boat camping

Discussing arrangements for viewing my (hopefully) new NIS18 sharpie sailboat, I tentatively asked the seller if I could boat camp on the lake tomorrow night. I was checking if there were any regulations prohibiting overnighting, he was a bit taken aback by the prospect. The upshot was that I could and as I realised this my heart skipped a beat with anticipation. The regulations were for outboard motors, he suggested I tie alongside the yacht club wharf, I saw myself lazing at anchor on a quiet cove by a treelined park. 
It has been so long since I had a boat handy enough for  camping on.
All my recent boats have been too pokey, not sheltered enough, too much of a liability or too far from home, you get the idea. But a night of simple pleasure will be an ideal way to get the feel of my new boat.  

The prospect of lazing in the cockpit sipping coffee &  watching people in our nation's capital hustling to work, tickles my fancy. I mean its no Lake Titicaca, a la Tristan Jones,  but I've never been on it before and its totally random, plus its a near alpine inland waterway several hours motoring from the coast. Yeah, I'd like that. 

Afterwards, I'll unstep the masts, load up and find a nice bakery for morning tea. Then the road part of the adventure will begin. Strapping down and  pootling up through the centre of the state for a few hundred clicks before stopping to hang out with  my daughter for the weekend.     

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