Tuesday, November’s 28th, twenty seventeen Splish, splash, Fracas takin’ a bath Long about a Tuesday night, yeah A rub dub, just relaxin’ in the ICW Thinkin’ everythin’ was alright Yesterday began like any other day when you are a liveaboard…
Month: November 2017
November’s 25th, twenty seventeen, 07:04 I had intended to complete three or four items from ‘the list’. Instead, I spent the day on one single item. I think when they built Whitbys they put a raw water strainer in the…
November’s 24th, twenty seventeen – 06:38 Last year at U.S. Thanksgiving we were moored at Sunset Bay Marina in Stuart. The marina coordinated a turkey potluck dinner for the boaters. It was quite nice. This year the Mangos invited us…
November’s twenty third, Twenty seventeen Yesterday I put two coats of bottom paint on Fracas. She looks pretty good. Hopefully I will have time to get the rest of the wax on the hull before splash. As Fracas ages it…
November’s eighteenth, twenty seventeen Getting the exhaust riser was the last big puzzle piece to complete before Fracas could be considered for splashing. We have been in the condo for 10 days and it is kind of nice to not…
November’s 17th, twenty seventeen With all the activity related to the plumbing on Fracas it’s easy to forget about the biggest project, the exhaust replacement. We took the exhaust remains with the tomato soup can and the high tech tape…
November’s 17th, twenty seventeen I often harp, nay rant about the exceptions. Normally, in the United States, Amazon shipping by any means is efficient and quick. This season, for the one part I wanted on time, the United States Postal…
Enjoy John Prine
November’s fourteenth, twenty seventeen I selected the ho’s I wanted to use to replace the system on Fracas by copious research and perusing Practical Sailor ad finitum the wining ho’s was chosen. That’s the good news, the bad, only 10…
November’s 13th, twenty seventeen I woke up wondering if I had deployed enough rode? This is an admirable quality for a ship/boat captain, perhaps not so when sleeping ashore in a condo. So unable to shake the sense of inadequacy…
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