The title sums it up well. Last Wednesday, me and Paul went out to sail, but the waves were quite rough. They were said to be 3-5 feet. I feel they were worse than the time we went out with Joey and Vince, though he says they were better: it may be because of the additional weight provided by the two. We rolled quite a bit to the side at times, worrying me. When with Joe and Vince, I wasn’t very worried. We motored about for a bit. I did some motoring as well. It was quite difficult in the waves, and I felt uncomfortable doing it. I then motored back down the river. I attempted to dock, but had lots of trouble. I tried a couple of times, but found it too difficult to shift the gearing of the motor while carefully manuevering the boat.
This week, Paul is doing some mill-wright training. He will be doing that instead of sailing during the day today. He’s sailing with Ally at 1700, but I will probably not have enough time to do that and make it back in time for my band’s show. I instead will be going on a long biking trip up in my old neighborhood of Lakewood. I miss the friends and life I had there. I want to see what happened.