Having the Little Dipper taken off us was a low. We're pretty good about not being attached to possessions, and there was only a little of the inevitable self-blame. (Why did we stop hanging the dinghies every night?) But mostly, we (I) feel for the blow to the ship's operations. You might call it a luxury to have two dinngers (we still have Smooches, our éminence grise of an Achilles). But aside from the convenience of being a two-car family and having a boat that was great for Elias to operate on his own, we quite like the redundancy of a second tender for the waters where we plan to operate over the next year or so. The Little Dipper had beed our planned go-to for rowing lines ashore in the caletas of Patagonia.