There were problems getting her set up, of course, but actually rather minor ones, and it appears the boat still knows how to sail, and possibly even go fast. We've been waiting almost a year to see if our purchase was a good move or a bad mistake.

Number 10, one of the earliest of Nites. I doubt we'll ever see a lower number on the ice. Wombat is a ridiculous name, but we are so used to it now— even the grandkids run around yelling "Wombat"—that it will be a hard name to change, though I thought "Perfect" might be perfect.