Tyrrel Bay, Carriacou 
12.27.355N
61.29.317W
Today we settled into our boat projects routine. Still no definitive answer on our water leak. In fact, I’m rather pleased that the bilge is staying fairly dry which means that the water is leaking in when we’re underway and most likely, taking water over the bow or putting the rail in the water.
When Dale & Gerry made their trip to Hillsborough yesterday, Dale spied a tiny sail loft in town that had a sign that said they made dodgers. Can’t have a dodger without plexiglass, we figured. So today, we unzipped the panel that had been shredded (we’d used clear duck tape to make a temporary fix) and took it in to see if the plastic could be replaced. They could do it and even at a reasonable price but the quality and thickness of the plastic was different. Still it was better than having duck tape on your windshield, so we left it there.
On our way back, we checked on Gerry & Nicky’s progress and were surprised to find them both the color of Smurfs scraping the bottom. It seems the reason the new manager of the haul out facility was a little hesitant when we arrived, was because he didn’t have enough personnel to do the job but he never told them that. There was only one person assigned to work on their boat today. Towards the end of the day, as other projects were completed and the boats put back in the water, 3 more workers spent a couple of hours helping in the scraping and got as much done in that little time as Gerry & Nicky did the first part of the day. I feel bad that we advised them this was a great place to get their work done. This is not what they signed up for. Since they didn’t want to spend the next month here waiting for the work to be completed, better to pitch in and get it done.
Tonight was my turn to cook, so I called Nicky and made arrangements to use their chalet to serve dinner. I made Jerk chicken and potatoes, wrapped it up and threw in a couple of bags of popcorn for appetizers, then carted it all over to the chalet in the dink. We shooed the cattle away that were nibbling on the trees and made our way up the path to the chalet. Nicky had made a salad, so we spread everything on the counter, formed a buffet line to serve ourselves, sat in real chairs and had a real dinner. After dinner, we retired to their “living room” 2 feet away and sat in more comfortable patio chairs to eat our ice cream bars and solve all the problems in the world. Life is good.
12.27.355N
61.29.317W
Today we settled into our boat projects routine. Still no definitive answer on our water leak. In fact, I’m rather pleased that the bilge is staying fairly dry which means that the water is leaking in when we’re underway and most likely, taking water over the bow or putting the rail in the water.
When Dale & Gerry made their trip to Hillsborough yesterday, Dale spied a tiny sail loft in town that had a sign that said they made dodgers. Can’t have a dodger without plexiglass, we figured. So today, we unzipped the panel that had been shredded (we’d used clear duck tape to make a temporary fix) and took it in to see if the plastic could be replaced. They could do it and even at a reasonable price but the quality and thickness of the plastic was different. Still it was better than having duck tape on your windshield, so we left it there.
On our way back, we checked on Gerry & Nicky’s progress and were surprised to find them both the color of Smurfs scraping the bottom. It seems the reason the new manager of the haul out facility was a little hesitant when we arrived, was because he didn’t have enough personnel to do the job but he never told them that. There was only one person assigned to work on their boat today. Towards the end of the day, as other projects were completed and the boats put back in the water, 3 more workers spent a couple of hours helping in the scraping and got as much done in that little time as Gerry & Nicky did the first part of the day. I feel bad that we advised them this was a great place to get their work done. This is not what they signed up for. Since they didn’t want to spend the next month here waiting for the work to be completed, better to pitch in and get it done.
Tonight was my turn to cook, so I called Nicky and made arrangements to use their chalet to serve dinner. I made Jerk chicken and potatoes, wrapped it up and threw in a couple of bags of popcorn for appetizers, then carted it all over to the chalet in the dink. We shooed the cattle away that were nibbling on the trees and made our way up the path to the chalet. Nicky had made a salad, so we spread everything on the counter, formed a buffet line to serve ourselves, sat in real chairs and had a real dinner. After dinner, we retired to their “living room” 2 feet away and sat in more comfortable patio chairs to eat our ice cream bars and solve all the problems in the world. Life is good.
Photo from the camera of Orpailleur.
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