Author: Scott
Not much sleep, as the boat made mysterious new noises, and our paranoia grew that we would have a new problemo.
Today was not a good food preparation day at sea, but it was another good lesson at sea. First, we learned that our standard of eating things after being dropped had greatly changed from the common landlubbers three second rule to the if it isn’t covered in dirt then you can still eat it rule. Pam had a pan of uncooked biscuits slide off of the counter and flip upside down onto the floor, only one of the six biscuits was deemed fish food and thrown overboard. Scott had a similar experience at dinner when he flipped over the new pot with the fancy straining lid and dumped the entire pot full of macaroni into the sink. The macaroni went back into the pan, met the cheese sauce and still made for a great dinner.
We also made good use of calm seas and steady but mild wind. We set out to clean off the 1/8” layer of dirt from Turtle Bay. Absolutely everything was coated in a fine sandy brown dust that when mixed with moisture created a stubborn mud. Pam was indispensable with her vigorous and through compulsion to clean. She even cleaned every tool inside of the tool box. Scott on the other hand made great progress cleaning the boat with bucket after bucket full of salt water. This cleaned off the sand but added to the layer of salt on everything. Then Scott managed to feed the boat brush to Poseidon, though he adamantly alleges that the boat brush just jumped overboard on it’s own.
After cleaning we took our first shower in the cockpit while listening to Jimmy Buffet and watching the sunset. With nothing more than our toilet kits and what we came into the world with, we basked in warm water from our handy bug sprayer shower. We fabricated the shower from a three gallon bug sprayer, adapted with a kitchen sink sprayer hose.
Today also marked a first in our new cruising life, neither of us knew who had won the Presidential election in the United States. There was no word of the results on the Single Side Band radio (SSB) and we were completely cut off from the world. In contrast to our lack of information, we witnessed one of the most spectacular nighttime skies either of us had ever seen. It is not often that visually impaired people are awed by planets and starlight, but for us it was our front row seat at the movies version of astronomy.
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