After a 3 day overland voyage, Amnesty finally arrived. My transporter was one of the best people I had the opportunity to work with so far. He is a boat owner himself and knew that this was my first boat, I received regular updates on progress and he provided me with a pretty accurate ETA.
I knew the route he was taking from the freeway to the boat yard where it would be recommissioned. I found a good vantage point and waited as patiently as I could. My good friend Peter waited with me and even provided some beers that we drank out of paper sacks to calm my nerves.
It wasn't very long before I saw the un-mistakable shape of a large sailboat on a big rig. I was able to snap these photos as she went by.
When Amnesty finally arrived at the boat yard, I handed the driver a bottle of single malt scotch.
After three months of work, countless phone calls, emails, and $7,500 dollars...Amnesty was home.
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