Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Motor Repair Day

2011-09-19

Motor Repair Day

Finally, I get a good night's sleep. More oatmeal. I have to say its pretty good with apples and raisins but I am not used to all these carbs. I was able to get internet this morning and made a patchy skype call forgetting that everyone I know was 4 hours earlier in the morning. Tried to make the satelite phone work, but the computer doesn't see the comport and the voice has audio but no transmit. The HAM radio is not hooked up to the antenna yet. There is a lot of electical issues to work on. But I did get some journals up by wifi and could check my email.

John has opened up the engine compartment and is scrubbing the water inlet with a battery cable to eject the barnacles clogging it. He will check the oil and install the new oil guage and other repairs. I am still working on inventory so I can make a shopping list for food and supplies.

He talks constantly. There ia no way I can absorb it all, but on the otherhand, I can't help but pick up a few thinga here and there. Chicken sandwich with tomatoe and green pepper and then off to town.

We take a diesel jug and a couple water jugs and the cart. I take all my empty water bottles. Some other cruisers are on the path and John visits with Brian about his welding jobs. They haven't been started yet. Manana. In Intermares, cruisers with a little buggy offer to take our diesel back to the dock and we get a hacksaw blade at the hardware store. I fill my bottles frim the drinking fountain and carry them around in my waterproof backpack. At the grocery store I find some soap and on the way back, I yogi another shower from the marina.

Burritos with hamburger, green peppers, onions, garlic and yogurt. What we thought was rum turned out to be white wine from Sao Paulo. It was terrible with Coke and even worse straight. It went overboard!

I like my little fort. I have a comfy blue down comforter and my Mola pillow. A handy bookshelf alongside. Behind my head is a large hanging locker with all my junk. Lots of hooks around to hand handy stuff and three small drawers for misc. Stuff. Its not real organized yet.

I can look up out the large hatch and see the stars. The nice fresh breeze feels good. Its like being outside yet tucked under a ledge.