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      <title>Yo Ho Yo Ho, Aboard is the Life For Me</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jun 2010 23:13:35 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;For the past 9 years I&amp;rsquo;ve had less than 30 minutes of commute a day, total. Today I commuted a total of 3 hours. The two bike segments home were directly into the wind, with killer traffic, in my lowest gear. I got home and met Vick and the kids in the parking lot and spent nearly an hour searching for food and clothing in the ManVan.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tonight, with winds howling at ~20 knots in the harbor, we finally relented to the worsening head smell in our cabin. It was obvious what needed to be done but with the cold and wind and dark, we were hoping it could wait until morning. Not so. After one aborted attempt for a pump out at the fuel dock (turns out that pump out must have gone away when they relocated the fuel dock) we headed back to our slip to do some reconnaissance on foot. Once I had confirmed that we could get over and back to the Emery Cove pump out we pushed off again and made our way over, did the deed, and got Convivia back into her slip.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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