Closed Up Old HouseKeith, it warmed up fast this morning
06/28/2008, Oriental, NC
A Field Waiting To Be Planted In OrientalKeith, morning cool
The Elite Word Of Ocean Cruising CuisineKeith, H and H
06/28/2008, The Rebounder
1 lb packages of Oscar Meyer turkey dogs were on sale so I bought a few packages to add to the dog food. They looked good, so I joined Jake and Anne in a wienerfest. The bean tomato pepper thing came out of a can entitled "hoppin' john." I don't recommend you try them. Neverthetless, if things don't work out with the cruising, there's always food photography. For the record, those buns were done just right.
Oriental Town BeachKeith, morning cool
After I walked with the dogs to the boat and back, I drove back to the yard on the scooter, tied back the solar wires with zip ties, and closed up the bimini. I spent another hour or two cleaning up all the tools and parts and sorting the trash from the bits that I will keep. Then I put the cushons back on the seats and cleaned up a bit with windex. Another cleaning session and the boat will be ready to start loading. After it got too hot to continue working on the boat I drove the scooter to the produce market several miles outside of town. They had great stuff and I loaded up on vegies. I spent the rest of the day returning unneeded items to West Marine, picking up supplies for bottom painting early tomorrow morning, doing some more shopping at the local grocery, doing like 6 loads of laundry, and attending to some law-related matters. I can see a thunderstorm is going to hit this afternoon so I will need to run back to the boat one more time and batton up the hatches, so to speak.
Port Of Origin Letters Are InstalledKeith, hot and humid (particularly)
06/27/2008, Deaton Yacht Yard
One of the final steps before splashing the sailboat is the US Coast Guard/Department Of Homeland Security required port of origin letters. The minimum size is 4 inches. Mine are 5 inches. Tropical Dreamer is now officially legal (actually I still need to acquire new emergency flares to make her legal as my current collection are all technically out of date).
We Walk To The Boat This MorningKeith, nice
06/27/2008, Oriental, NC
I woke up early, not quite before the sun came up, in order to connect the solar panels to the charge controller, through the 30 amp fuse, and to the battery. It showed power immediately but it kept fluxuating back to zero. I thought there must be a short somewhere because I could see the power level rising as the sun came up, then it would go to zero. I checked and everything looked fine. I didn't know what else to do so I walked the dogs home and came back about an hour or two later when the sun was shining. The charge controller showed steady and increasing power. I disconnected the battery bank from shore power and officially took my sailboat off of the "grid." By 10:00 in the morning, with the refrigerator, radio, and some other very small draws running, the voltage peaked at 14 and the red light went on indicating the controller was cutting off the solar power because the batteries had as much power as they should take. The wind turbine hasn't run yet due to lack of wind in the yard, but even if there was wind, it would brake itself because its charge controller would detect full batteries too. We'll see how long I can go before I have to go back on shore power. I won't have solar power at night so the system will run down then, then we can see if the solar can recharge it during the day and keep the battery bank at full charge or not. I imagine it will also depend largely on whether. At least we're using some of this hot weather to our advantage.
Live Music At The Pizza Joint Across The StreetKeith, evening, nice
06/26/2008, Scoots, Oriental, NC
I walked the dogs over to the live acoustic music going on across the street tonight. We sat down in the parking lot near those bikes. The dogs were quite a hit with Jake barking after each song. Eventually they got antsy and we had to go home and make dinner; hot dogs and a tomato salad with cherries for dessert for me and dog food, rice, bacon fat, and maranara sauce for Jake and Anne.
Good DogsKeith, morning, cool and nice
06/26/2008, Oriental, NC
I'm in the motorhome by myself again. Good thing Jake and Anne are with me or it would be lonely tonight. I dropped Matt off at the airport today in Newbern (about 30 miles away) after a month together. We (mostly he) worked from early this morning until noon putting the final touches on the solar system wiring. Then we prepared the Rebounder and took off for the "big city." It was 2:00 p.m. by the time we arrived and we were starving. We drove around and found a place called Mama's Soul Food. They had a nice country buffett with all the fixings (collards, sweet potatoes, fried chicken, gravy, butter beans, corn bread, hush puppies, etc). We arrived at the airport early and hung out for an hour in the motorhome while Matt made a list of the things I need to keep in mind over the next several days as I prepare the boat to go into the water. It is wierd to be without human company again, but it is also nice to have the major projects accomplished, to have more free time, and to have been able to spend the last month (more, considering Panama) with a good friend who is so generous with his skill and time. We ran out of coffee this morning and I walked with the dogs to The Bean, the local coffee shop along the water. I tied the dogs to a bench down the street because there was no place to put them otherwise. They waited patiently until I got back. Good dogs.
The Final PushKeith, hot and humid
06/26/2008, Deaton Yachts
Matt has been working his butt off trying to get the wind turbine, solar array, and wind vane self steering systems operational. The last two days have been particularly hard work. Wiring large guage electrical cable, installing connecting equipment, soldering, shrink wrapping, drilling holes for wires and equipment, applying epoxy to the inside of the holes, installing in line fuses, switches... I could go on and on. The magnitude of this refit was more than we anticipated, to put it mildly. A client commented that her refit was scheduled to take 6 weeks and lasted 18 months. Thank goodness mine won't be that long. Matt may just pull it off before we have to depart this afternoon back to New Bern for Matt's flight to Atlanta and then back to Tucson. There are no words adequate to offer thanks for the sort of hot, sticky, sometimes painful work that Matt has been doing on Tropical Dreamer.
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