Posted by Carol
We’ve been back on the boat since Saturday and the weather is crazy. It was mid 60’s on Monday (wearing flip flops) and snowing Tuesday night (winter coat and hat). I’m still cleaning and organizing, Monty is repairing and updating equipment. We’ve been grocery shopping and I’ve been experimenting with cooking one pot meals. Most have turned out edible!
The good . . . Lounging in the cockpit with Monty on a Monday morning while sharing steaming cups of hot coffee. We watched the sun come up as it burst across the tree tops in glorious shades of pink, orange and gold. It was awesome!
The bad . . . Bilge pump switch doesn’t work.
The ugly . . . Helping Monty replace bilge pump switch. Obviously I’m not mechanically inclined so my usual job function during these events is to go fetch. I really don’t mind so much but this time I’m tightly wedged into a space so small that even Houdini would find it restricting. I shouldn’t complain. Monty was on all fours, immersed up to his elbows in grease and goo, systematically working to replace said switch. And what a foul smelling pit it was! Possibly akin to the primordial soup of life. I was afraid that at any minute something was going to crawl out of the abyss and demand citizenship. Gak! Inevitably the request came for things and I went in search of wire strippers, crimpers, butt splices, terminals and something called Krud Kutter. OMG! It boggles the mind!
At the end of the day success and another project was marked off the list. The switch is doing its job and the bilge is no longer in danger of filling up.
It’s just another day in paradise!
We’ve been back on the boat since Saturday and the weather is crazy. It was mid 60’s on Monday (wearing flip flops) and snowing Tuesday night (winter coat and hat). I’m still cleaning and organizing, Monty is repairing and updating equipment. We’ve been grocery shopping and I’ve been experimenting with cooking one pot meals. Most have turned out edible!
The good . . . Lounging in the cockpit with Monty on a Monday morning while sharing steaming cups of hot coffee. We watched the sun come up as it burst across the tree tops in glorious shades of pink, orange and gold. It was awesome!
The bad . . . Bilge pump switch doesn’t work.
The ugly . . . Helping Monty replace bilge pump switch. Obviously I’m not mechanically inclined so my usual job function during these events is to go fetch. I really don’t mind so much but this time I’m tightly wedged into a space so small that even Houdini would find it restricting. I shouldn’t complain. Monty was on all fours, immersed up to his elbows in grease and goo, systematically working to replace said switch. And what a foul smelling pit it was! Possibly akin to the primordial soup of life. I was afraid that at any minute something was going to crawl out of the abyss and demand citizenship. Gak! Inevitably the request came for things and I went in search of wire strippers, crimpers, butt splices, terminals and something called Krud Kutter. OMG! It boggles the mind!
At the end of the day success and another project was marked off the list. The switch is doing its job and the bilge is no longer in danger of filling up.
It’s just another day in paradise!