Sunday, 8 Days of Work

It's Sunday and we're taking a brief break this morning. We'll go to the yard since we are still behind,
but will try to quit in time for an evening. The following photos are from days since I last posted.
I'm usually too tired on return from the boat to accomplish much.

This is our evening cocktail (or beer in this case) hour. Good French cheese, fresh baguette, saucisson sec,
and good conversation. It's what we'd do at home and seems just as appropriate here.

A good screwdriver almost ruined with rust crystals. A cleaning and re-greasing required the better part of an hour
for my screwdrivers alone.

This is the wiring compartment of our 4-year-old solar charge controller. The first one failed in our Pacific crossing in 2013,
they sent one to use, free, and that one failed this past week. It appears that the red (positive) wire from the solar panels, on the far left terminal, overheated and toasted the unit. My guess is corrosion between the wire and the terminal. It still stinks!

Our tiny kitchen at Tiare Nui. There's a "dorm fridge" at the end, a two-element electric stove top, cold running water,
and adequate supply of cutlery, plates, mugs, and pans, and no glass in the windows!
The forked sticks hold the windows open for ventilation.

Back at the Carenage, we saw this beautiful boat, built at the yard. They formed the hull, designed and
painted the hull, and formed this beautiful outrigger system. It's an impressive display of the yard's capability.

We usually shop at the Liaut Grocery, but the Champion has a better selection of beer. Last Friday, Conni and I treated the yard hands to a case of beer and we dropped by Champion to buy it. This local band was playing up a storm, as they say. I requested,
and received, permission to snap a photo.

This is the messy and recently-greased propeller, but if you look carefully, you can see a red wire leading from the prop shaft
to something in the ground. That's our new and newly designed ground system. I used a pipe ground clamp on the shaft, and
a house ground rod clamp attached to a 10-inch lag screw. I can pound it or screw into the ground. It's effective and cheap.

There are two yards at the Carenage: one in which our boat sits, and this yard. They're full of boats in transit.

Yep, Berlin. They're a long way from home in the (in my opinion) ugly metal boat.
Their website is www.3-oldies.de You should check it.

Even American boats are rare here, but Alaskan? This is the only one that we've seen in all the years we've been out here.
I could find no information on them: no website or blog. Love to say hello, though.

What is to be done with a boat like this, with its see-through hull? The owners are incommunicado, and the yard
owns no papers of ownership. It would be difficult to even get this out far enough to sink her!

Lovely Conni peruses the boat bone yard.

A few photos back, there's one of a Carenage-built tour boat with beautiful laminated beams for its out-
rigger. These are the metal forms, built on-site, that allowed those beams to be built.

Our can opener from the Pension. Remember these? Conni didn't, and I had to show here how to use it.
Actually, she may have pulled a "white picket fence" on me since I did open the can for her.

This is boat in "project mode" and the reason that we stay somewhere else during commissioning and decommissioning.
All of this stuff is out since we unloaded the aft cabin so that I could clean the fuel tank under the berth.