Last night I discovered the holding tank was very full. I confirmed that the NY Canals were not going to open on May 16 as scheduled due to heavy rains recently. Some buoys were not out.
I decided to go get a pump out and do some sailing since there was no point in heading north. NYC was a nice place to hang out.
As we approached the fuel dock I determined we needed fenders. I asked Winston to put out the fenders and make sure they were tied up. H pointed to a stern fender and said it was. I asked him to check all the others. He skipped a fender and went further to untie one from the lifeline to attach it to the toe rail. I told him not to tie to the toe retail since the line would be at a poor angle for the fender. I retired the fender to the lifeline. I asked him to attach a bow dock line to the forward cleat that was used for the anchor. I had laid out the dock line but he could not see it. I yelled at him that it was on the deck and he picked up a fender line. I got frustrated and abandoned the approach and re-approached the dock after he figured out which was the dock line.
We were getting a pump out when he told me he wanted to leave. He said that I was belligerent. We had some gentlemanly discussion and he said he could stay if we would try to work together. I hesitated and he said that since I was hesitating, I really didn't want him around which was somewhat true so he left. He determined that he could catch the Ferry to Brooklyn where he had an aunt and then rent a car to drive back to Montreal
I departed the dock and motored south to do some sailing and ended up anchoring at Liberty Island SOUTH.
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