The Ultimate Stink Bomb
11 May 2011
Bligh- Beautiful weather
Ultimate Stink Bomb
May 11, 2011
The bio experiment that took place in our freezer turned Petri dish is still underway. After a concerted assault on the bottom where the goo formed in our absence, I must report that so far, the goo has won. We have tried pure bleach, Oxy-Clean, regular dish soap, laundry soap, some type of oxidizer and even a variety of air fresheners. We even filled the thing to the level of the original goo slick and let it set for an hour or so. While the level of offensiveness is somewhat reduced, it is by no means gone. I am thinking that there must be some military use for the goo. The only thing is that I forgot just what the mix was of burger, steak, chicken, cheese, vegetables and assorted frozen stuff was. Not only that, I failed to take a temperature reading when I first opened the lid and met the warm blast of concentrated stink bomb. I do think it took several weeks to reach peak aroma. I think it has potential as a non-lethal weapon for crowd control. Tear gas has nothing on this stuff although it does produce tears. If only I could duplicate that and get an audience with some Defense Department contracting official, the crew of S/V Why Knot would be on easy street from then on.
On a positive note, we had a visit from Gene and Gale (apologies if I misspelled the names). They are from our home port and have been cruising in the Exumas aboard a power cat. They have decided they want to be back aboard sailing vessels versus the power cat. That revelation means they did not slip irreversibly across to the dark side. They are still sailors at heart. They head back to Texas today via the Okeechobee Waterway which cuts across Florida from Stuart to Fort Myers on the Gulf Coast Florida. They will be in the Gulf in two or three days. It was good to see them and talk about our home waters and friends there.
The picture is of a sign on a local charter fishing boat. Enough said.
Correction: Reference the picture yesterday of the two manatee; I am told by Conchy Joe that the two are mom and baby.