So Many Destinations, So Few Decades Left

May 2, 2011
We spent the day doing boat stuff to include yet another attack on the freezer odor left over from the experiment. That is the odor that won’t go away. It even leaves same in the labels of the bottles being chilled therein. We have mounted a multi-phased attack to include harsh chemicals, some Ozium (used on airplanes to overcome passengers use of tha bag) and even multiple scrubbings. Methinks we are winning. In the meantime, we are working on some other boat duties such as putting bottom paint on the dinghy because we won’t be diving much as we head north. Thus, the dinghy will follow blindly tied to the stern and we do not want it to become a growth medium for cooties along the way. It may well stay in the water all summer since we do not have davits. When we put it on the foredeck, it blocks all hatches forward of the mast. That makes it both dark and unsafe for an egress in the event of fire or bad guys in the main cabin. Mind you, said bad guys could be critters and some of them can have the main cabin if they choose to fight for it. For instance: I saw animal control officers at the marina hauling off what appeared to be a pound sized fuzz ball of questionable species (I am not talking rattage here). It was not a happy critter and sort of chucked. Couldn’t tell if it was a stinker or not. Anyway, we need an alternative way out and the dinghy on the foredeck is blocking escape path number two.
So, we have discussed with the new acquaintances on the dock wazzup. Where are they going and what are good destinations north of Charleston? Dang, there are so many that it might take a few trips north to see a fraction of them. For now, we are here and working on getting underway.