Weather: Mostly sunny, temp range 73 – 82 degrees, Wind E @ 10 -12 knots
Comment: We listened to the cruiser’s net this morning for the first time in a few days. Anna Marie was the first to be recognized for the Overseas Trivia question, “What is a young goat called?” After “buzzing in,” she quickly said, : a young goat is a kid.” Whoop De Doo, we won a free lunch at the Overseas. (She had the Ruben, Gary and I each had the “Big Ass Fish Sandwich (BAFS).” Anna Marie really liked the Ruben. The BAFS (frozen Haddock deep fried to a crispy brown) was big, but I would all it average at best.
The fiberglass guy (Bobby Hardy) was back at it this afternoon. While he was doing his thing, our task involved adding another layer of fiberglass and resin to the port lazarette. This will allow me to put the engine lifting cleat back where it belongs. While I did that, Gary filled in some chips and gouges on the hull with Marine Tex. We took turns wet sanding with 400 grit paper to make a nice smooth finish. I used the Marine Tex to fill in a few voids in the cockpit near where I laid the glass. After they were dry, those areas were sanded too.
Ever since Ed joined our crew, the water pump would “burp” on occasion. Even though Ed broke a few things during his visit (not bones… boat parts), I’m not suggesting that he had anything to do with causing the “burps” (it is however interesting to note that nothing has broken since he left). I’m sure the burps were just coincidental to his visit. Over the past week or so, Anna Marie and I have looked for leaks and tightened up the clamps (there are dozens) on all the fresh water hoses. After each, we hoped the “burping” would stop, but no, it continued. This afternoon, Anna Marie noticed a leak at one of the fittings for the hot water heater. I tightened the clamp, but the water continued to leak. I then removed the fitting to find that the Teflon tape was bunched around the first thread of the pipe. “This could be the culprit,” I thought. I removed the old Teflon tape and covered the threads with a new layer of tape. I reinstalled the fitting, retightened the hose clamp; no more leak! We haven’t heard a “burp” since!
Bobby Hardy completed his work, but he did not glass in the transoms below the waterline. He was under the impression that I wanted the correct the cosmetic issues with the transoms. Not so, I want them to be permanently water tight. I don’t want to worry about a mid-stream failure of the calk that prevents the sea water from entering the hull. He’ll return Monday to finish the job. This means we won’t be splashed until at least Tuesday.
The big story of the day… it’s “Open Mic Night (OMN).” We arrived about 2055 hours. OMN Host John K. had just finished setting up and was about to play his first number. There wasn’t much of a crowd (only seven people at the tables and maybe ten at the bar). Most of the usual suspects were there with two glaring exceptions! Broiler Pan Man and Conga Drum Guy (CDG)were missing. Anna Marie and I thought (in unison), “We might as well go home now!” About fifteen minutes later, BPM showed up looking rather … sober! SOBER? Indeed!
He ordered a couple of drinks, talked to some of the other “musicians,” and waited until he was called up to the stage. He began to pound away at the broiler pan rack; Gary had a look of incredulity on his face, Could this guy be serious? BPM can keep the beat and he hits the broiler pan rack with some flair. As the night wore on, it became clear to Gary that these guys seem to live for Saturday night and Open Mic Night! We can only imagine that it is the highlight of their week.
We learned an interesting tidbit tonight… BPM's stage name is “Hurricane Dave.”
Following this revelation, we made the short walk back to the boat and turned in for the night.