Down to the dock to meet a passenger on the Northern Ranger. She arrived on time; the disgorging passenger count was way down for this time of year. Less than a handful of tourists and less than four handfuls of coastal folk.

Our passenger on disembarking pointed out a large brown scare on the port side of the ship starting near the ships name. The brown scare was about 15 feet or more long. At the start of the scare were two squares of fresh blue paint. I look at our passenger, he says she rammed into the dock in Cartwright and punched a hole in the steel. Seems a computer glitch caused the malfunction.

Meanwhile, the flies were at their seasons worst yesterday. I have noticed a new phenomenon around the streets this year. People walk around with what look like orange table tennis bats waving them in the air.
Electronic bug keeper a-ways are what they are, wonder if they work? By the amount of waving that was going on maybe not. At least the bug juice I had on lived up to it’s name, they loved the stuff.