The thing is….she can’t swim.
I learned that shortly after I adopted her. I was kayaking and when I left the shore she tried following me, but promptly began sinking.
First thing I did when I opened the boat today was check the bilge. Not bad with only about 2 inches of water considering we’ve had some pretty good rain over the past several weeks. I did notice, however, that my ever-elusive v-berth leak is not completely gone.
First step was for me to rebuild the area in the v-berth that is under the anchor locker. The boat was built with plywood surrounding the underside of the anchor locker, which was formed with fiberglass.
I had previously read somewhere that it’s not a good idea to use twist-on wire connectors, so I used butt splice connectors to connect the charger to the wires I previously ran to the battery.
If only the wind had been straight on the bow… It was coming in slightly off the port side so I was being pushed at an angle, not straight out. Before I could get the tiller and the motor in sync my starboard quarter was rubbing the slip side.
While sailing downwind for a bit, I actually did something I’ve never done before. I pulled my jib off on the port side and the main off on the starboard so I was running wing-on-wing sailset. It was fun for about 10 minutes, until the ‘almost’ inevitable happened…the accidental jibe.
This will certainly help remind me when scheduled maintenance intervals have been reached. I keep a spreadsheet that logs all engine hours, but I figured this would be a good method to see at-a-glance the engine hours every time I start it.
While all this was happening, I decided to do some cleaning up in the cabin and was buzzed several times by a mud dauber wasp. Although these wasps look VERY menacing, I know from experience they’re not aggressive at all and usually won’t bother me, I didn’t want it on the boat.
With all the problems I’ve experienced with the 36 year old outboard motor on my boat ever since I bought the boat, it’s been somewhat of a downer with every trip to the boat. Worries clouded my head with every mile I drove there, wondering if my motor would start…and if it did,