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A wall wart charger for the Cobra battery booster came in and I tested it, seems to be charging the unit OK. This was in the woodshop where someone else was charging cordless batteries. The pizza oven had been rudely moved to a back shelf and its propane tank was also back there. I was feeling better now, I could grab things off center of my back, I was strong again. I set up the pizza oven. It kind of comes apart, you can take the top off, it has a thermometer right front center, and I did so, then swept junk off the pizza stone, tilted the top, swept all kinds of woodshop grit, dust, and sawdust off the top, replaced it, wiped it off with a damp paper towel, then went on with my pizza business.
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It was a nice day with a little breeze. I slept late, no alarm, breakfast was the usual, but it may have been close to noon before I got off the boat. For some reason I was detained here and there by yardbirds in conversation, but I knew it was time to make pizza dough, There was still enough flour in the King Arthur paper bag that had a slit near the top that oozed four dust. I needed four cups, scoop and shake.
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The yeast was old packets, I used two, whisked into two cups of warm water with some old honey from a shelf that I had to clean with a sponge. I had to wait a half hour for the yeast to yeast. I was on the communal porch. Terri, the accountant and intermittent mail deliverer, came by to the building across from us and delivered the mail. Doc, of Doc’s Chop Shop, came across the way with a small package and tossed it to me. I could get it, but Mike Boat Mike was sitting beside me and lunged, denying the shot, I said thanks a lot while I brought it up from the deck. Then I fumbled it and he glared at me. His look said it all. Let’s get back to our discussion.
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Cole and Sean are two youngsters that use the boatyard and took a cruise down to the Dry Tortuga’s. They made a video, here: https://youtu.be/76BQWZGcjNs I really liked it, better than most. Inspires me to sail on down the Keys.
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I prepped the pizza toppings and found I had purchased a pound of mushrooms, not the usual half pound. When the oven was fired up, good and hot, 1000 degrees, I slid the first pie in, piled with mushrooms. I baked it an extra minute, but later we found it was sloppy, could have been baked a couple minutes more. The rest of the pies came out fine with a nice crispy crust.
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I had my usual water bottle filled with cheap wine. Soon there were two boxes of wine in addition. A Bota-box of pinot noir, which was very good, and a box of Sutter’s Home cabernet. Wine loosens the tongue and we were carrying on well after sunset when we heard someone screaming “Shut up”. It couldn’t have been directed at us.
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Webb Chiles sets sail again. Good for him. He’s headed East of Hilton Head, Bermuda? In our boatyard are many boats and sailors headed out the end of the month, including me. Azores, Dry Tortugas, St. Thomas, Norfolk, Crisfield, no more pizza nights except in Crisfield. A large ketch came in and later while at the gas station restaurant again, the captain of the ketch came in, Cap’n Carl, and bought us more beer and told more sea stories. He will be returning to sea and coming back to the marina around the same time I return from the Chesapeake.
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The image is a screenshot of Webb Chiles and Gannet sailing East from Hilton Head.