Thanks for the complements everyone. I've been away on the boat for the past four days, just got home before the weather really gets nasty.
While I was sailing I discovered something that I was already aware of - I'm too old to do a lot of things, especially when it comes to intense, physical exertion. I was planning on loading all my music gear (one rig) on the boat on October 1st and sailing to the lower Florida Keys, where I was hoping to spend the upcoming winter. I had planned on performing at some of the marina Tiki Bars, mainly in exchange for slip rent, electricity and fresh water. I figured a couple nights of performing should be more than adequate for a week's rent.
The trip I just made was a primer, so to speak, for the Florida excursion. The music equipment was loaded into the boat during an extremely high tide, which meant each piece of gear had to be lifted from the dock to the boat, which was now about three feet higher than the dock. Of course this had to be done while lifting myself aboard the boat because there is no nearby flat surface to place the gear.
When I arrived in Baltimore, which was two days later, with help from another sailor, the gear was unloaded onto a finger pier, wheeled down the dock to a pavilion at the Maryland Yacht Club, where I provided 3 hours of music for a great bunch of folks who frequent the Sail Net Forum. Loading it back on the boat in near total darkness was no picnic, especially with no help.
The equipment list consists of: keyboard, Bose L1 Compact and extension tubes, X-stand, folding stool, custom console, bag of accessories and cables, the Rock & Roller cart, fan, and the pair of aluminum bars that make up the top shelf. Normally, this takes just 5 minutes to load and unload from the van. To the boat, however, took close to 30 minutes. Today, getting the gear off the boat and onto a narrow finger pier, in 95-degree heat, took 35 minutes. By the time I finished I was completely exhausted. Not tired, I mean wiped out.
I made a conscientious decision on the way home - I'm too old for that kind of physical abuse. I'm still going to sail single-handed to the Florida Keys, and maybe over to the Bahamas, but the music gear is going to stay home. My time in the Tiki Bars will be limited to drinking Margarettas and listening to someone else perform.