That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
There was the time Pope sprained his foot leaping off the boat onto.a wet, slippery dock. (Oops, I mean stepping carefully off the boat...)
And those little snafus with the crankshaft when we tried to leave Nassau.
Water pump in North Myrtle Beach.
Sandbars in Georgia and Pipe Creek, Bahamas.
Lost cap that holds the oar in the oarlock on the dinghy. Straps and fabrics disintegrated by sun.
I could go on. But you get my drift. (Pun intended.)
This time, I think we should get a prize: 3 times in 12 hours. Auto pilot cranking and groaning from possible stripped gears, running lights shorted out, overheated engine from lack of water circulating in heat exchanger.
What's next on our marine adventure? What records will be break? We left our mooring at 8 am sharp. It's now 10:15, and we're waiting for diesel at a fuel dock. We have a 10-hour trip to Solomon's Island, and we have 10 hours of daylight.
Stay tuned for thenext 12.
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