Mostly it was work today. Generator is running smoothly thanks to some help and we pulled the drogue out to make sure everything was ready. We have to rig it for ready deployment in a bad storm if necessary. Got interviewed, Replaced a nav light on the bow and got some boards to lash the extra fuel tanks to. Got a lot done actually. Oh and heard some great stories about a recent stag party. Travis our mechanic is getting married soon and told some wild stories about him in a tutu hitchhiking 20 miles with a waxed chest and split nipples. Evidently they don’t mess around here in NZ and he was freely calling them cunts (a term of endearment here apparently).
An adventure that got its sea legs at Allenwood Federal Corrections Complex while reading a Sailing Magazine article, at a dinner with childhood family friends where I was introduced to a watchmaker from St. Thomas, and a college chum and physical therapist that interrupted my youthfully exuberant "What's Next?" explanation by yelling, "JUST GO DO IT!"
In loving memory of Richard & Dale
Wednesday, March 15, 2017
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Mostly it was work today. Generator is running smoothly thanks to some help and we pulled the drogue out to make sure everything was ready. We have to rig it for ready deployment in a bad storm if necessary. Got interviewed, Replaced a nav light on the bow and got some boards to lash the extra fuel tanks to. Got a lot done actually. Oh and heard some great stories about a recent stag party. Travis our mechanic is getting married soon and told some wild stories about him in a tutu hitchhiking 20 miles with a waxed chest and split nipples. Evidently they don’t mess around here in NZ and he was freely calling them cunts (a term of endearment here apparently).
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