Sunday, 7 February. The day dawned overcast which was OK as we were planning a “down” day anyway. Deb wanted to do laundry and I wanted to try to do something about the outboard. After a lazy morning, Ron & I took the dink in to the beach to see what we could do about the motor. We detached it from the stern and laid it down inside the dink then dragged dink up on shore. With the motor off, we could clearly see the crack in the housing and the problem with the latch that kept it up or down. After much debate, we decided that a bolt between the two broken halves might be the best bet for holding things together until we get back to Bocas and can find a replacement. After several kayak trips back and forth to get needed tools and parts, we drilled the casing and inserted a stainless steel bolt between the broken halves. After tightening it securely, things seemed better and we put the motor back on dink. In the process we met the one Kuna man living on the island with his wife. He told us he had lived here all of his 60 years! I gave him a beer (I had brought back two on my last kayak trip) and we were friends (but I didn't get any beer to drink). Later in the afternoon, he and his wife came out to the boat to ask us to charge their cell phone (which we, of course, did.) The clash of primitive and modern here is pretty amazing! They live in a thatch hut with no electricity or running water, but they have a cell phone. By the time we got back to the boat, laundry was done. After lunch, we took turns floating out behind the boat on little inflatables that Ron & Cynde had brought with the women getting “titty tans” as Cynde called it. I tried hunting for conch, but the only “live” ones I found were inhabited by hermit crabs, not conch. Later we played Hearts and Deb was the big winner (she had been consistently losing up until now). Life is pretty tough.