r i p carolyn

dear lady i knew  so little–we both   valued our own time  away from others.

you were there when i needed someone to watch over my  boat and cat for a  week while i spent time with my momma after  donnys death.

you were there to help with  boats  during the strongest  huricane in epac basin, our dear patricia,  when   lines broke  during that brisk weather event you   saved  other boats from certain   damages.

you were a sweet and lovely gracious lady.  you and russ took the pix of  birdee   being properly towed into the marina during my extensive engine rebuild.

please rest in peace.   you are in  many memories  many  people cherish.

 

 

 

 

so the tank…..

is nearly completed.   it is  to hold only 250 liters fuel, but that is  better than 176, or 44 gallons. it is   stainless so it is heavy, much needed in my  tries to be a tad rolly with  no fuel in  tank boat…i will not be able to  remove it myself as i was able to do with the nasty plastic one.

hopefully the pix of it under construction  will  post here..hahahahaha  my tech literacy is  minimal, at best.

has been a while since i posted last–has been a  bout of  infections inside and outside my   aging  body.  is tiresome and tiring at best.   so far i am still winning, but, damn.

bird is coming along–after tank we  begin the relocation and or   confinement of the electrics–panel has bus  bars affixed to mizzenmast.  hard to step the thing with all the     grounds on there—oops…  so we   do that, then i   repair little things and eat rice n beans    so i can step  the mast(s)–whether singly or  both at same time– i am leaning towards  singly with the other done after some much needed interior repairs,  at  time of restepping mizzen, which  will turn into an aluminum tree mast.

i will save as much of  my  thai cedar   mizzenmast wood, as that particular   tree is unavailable here  in mexico.

much of my woodwork will be done in  huanacaxtle/perota/ipe, here–is inexpensive and resistent to  bugs rot and  beautiful. is a rival to teak, and the trees grow rapidly. the use is   restricted and license must be had to work with it….doesnt seem to  bother the carpinteros.  the tree is  the  canopy tree of mexico, so it must be harvested properly so as not to   destroy the   ecosystems involved.

i am sooo looking forward to the day birdee will fly again.

managed to find 2  mor esails –one  headsail and one mainsail from cabo rico 38.  i figger the  headsail is a good  inner headsail for bird, and the  main is 14 ft at the    foot–excellent for the mizzen sail.   thankyou,   rhiannon V paul.

i also was presented with a  red white and blue spinnaker.  thankyou bruce!!!  for this i  will  create a sock–prolly at the hands of guadalupe, the  ullman  sails  rep in  puerto vallarta– yes, there is an alternative to mikey!!!  p v sails(mike) has proven his  fail in repairs  of   my genoa, as he created an essential   zipper  in a location not needing  repair.. oops.  first time it caught some wind, about  6 kts, it blew out at the stitching he   had placed along the   green sacrificial.  now i   had taken to understanding that sacrificial does not mean sacrifice the sail– but the green sunbrella protector  they   made sure was well  affixed to the sail itself.  ok. nothing like a lot of overstitching to rip out  a sail.  i am not impressed.

i have received many other requests for  alternative   rebuilding and creation of new sails in banderas bay, and thankfully , we have a good   alternative.

bubba is doing well..is a little bit old which makes me nervous–i  am not ready to lose him, so he best be a long gened  cat.   he is only 12, but….  age is age.(dont i know that one!!!).  he is such a goood   boy and awesome guard and friend.  he  speaks to me   when i call momma on fone–he  doesnot understand that i am speaking to someone unseen.   poor cat.  he is also good at showing me what needs   attention on this boat, and  watches over momms and   guards from intruders.   have not met another quite like him, my perfect kitty.  he has found  excitement in watching a “younger  lady” –a 2 yr old female  kitty across dock. she is a sweetie and looks for bubba when she is out…  seems bubba looks for her–but they never meet, as  both are restricted to boats.  safer that way.

this  winter has been a lil foggy–  socked in this am when i awoke, until  11 am.  we are finally getting some sun on my fog panels and life rocks!

oh yeah i   acquired some lighter weight  panels  for temp installation atop my  screens  i use to shade cockpit  in winter— and   yes!!!   we on this charging thing!!!

just need to either acquire new   wind gens or  repair the ones i have–  the chinese knockoff was killed by a combo of    bad  installation and  hurricane patricia– the   gasket  meant to keep out water was  mangled when the   clown installed it  (burn em up chuk)  so that is  gone… at least it was fairly inexpensive  for experimental work.  now for the   real deals.  i think  2   air X  would  suit me  perfectly.   i will NOT be installing one on my masthead. nope.  btdt–is why i need a new  mizzen mast. very poor choice of   installation locations on a ketch with  wood masts…

vd day coming up— hahahahaha have fun and red hearts to all.

waiting for stainless

as in stainless steel tank for fuel.   we will also change out all hoses and check the O  ring for   fuel fill at deck fitting.

then we will   make proper electrical panel  that functions   reliably.  that  will be quite a change–hope boat can handle it. ha ha h a

 

hanging out in mazatlan for now…..i hope  everyone had a  wonderful christmas..happy channukkah… and happy all the rest of em i cannot count any more–too old for that. i celebrate everything.

and in case i forget–please all have a very happy new year

be safe and stay healthy

preparing for major work, finally!

what a wonderful morning!!!!!!
lollygagged until mechanic appeared, then we went thru this boat — immediate needs involving engine, filters, fuel tank which is fi now and so full of dirty water, which it wasnt until recently.. wow it is bad. no wonder my engine stopped.
ok
so we fixing all.~~ emptying tank and ridding boat if kaka diesel and kaka in da diesel… changing fill hose and making current garbage fuel tank finally go away. gonna build new tanks.placing automaticity for bilge pumps so i donot have to keep manually operating those, and changing out bad nonfunctional pumps and perfectiing the engine and fuel system, then onward to electrics and prepping for mast stepping.. whoot–neeed to step mizzen in winter so no rain into boat. will be a huge hole. will be fixing everything under the forward cockpit deck and the dinette and galley counter. ha ha ha ha adding 2 battery boxes for these 6 v golf cart batteries int he hold, none each side, and creating much needed storage space instead of interior battery boxes taking the space. removing fridge and repairing and strengthening the beam under mizzen and making a step for under mizzen so no one has to do this again, and repairing all this stuff i neeed to fix. and ernesto said he can do it all… whooooot. i love independents with a can and did do attitude. i said–ok so you agree to be my boats “slave” after work for 4 yrs? he sed YES.. wow coool.
i wanna know how is bilge water getting into my crappy fuel tank????? that will be fixed with the dispo-ing of that craap tank..but i bet i will find a leakage somewhere allowing in bilge water, as that is what this crap in my fuel looks like.
we will empty allmy diesel in tank into the 50-60 liter garafones i have carried with me for a while, and recycle it to the fuel station. yuk it is foogly.
so, tuesday, we have mechanic in bringing new fuel pump again and whatever is needed to start this work, and begin fuel readjustment so we can use machina… whoot we gonna fly again..and not bandaid surgery, but fix it right. finally.
rebuilding water pumps–yes i have 3..all 3 not working…
i donated to the what you can use from my boat that i cannot pile 2 racor filters in various bits, some unusable on my boat fuel filters, and some fittings for other style 108 and 107 fuel filters… they donot fit my engine, so , bye bye. mechanix have other engines with issues so parts donot hurt
i am glad i am finally getting with those i need to contact fo r fixing this –i am jazzed we starting this misadventure.

ha ha ha ha ~~ whew

dodged another bullet with a name on it— patricia got me n bubba a lil anticipatory of these… anyway– hardly a sailing breeze, i think it was kept under 40 kts, here, and, in general, thank the sea and weather and all the gods it was a nonevent for mazatlan, except for the flooding.
baja on the other hand~~got slammed.
all baja sur , both sides of the peninsula. i have yet to hear anything. i hope the folks in la paz and area were appropriately prepared this time.
between bubba n me, and this boat, we have experienced a month of maladies. bubba seems mostly cured, just needs more advantage multi for his having been gifted fleas by a dock cat with indoor cat status envy who chose to sleep and pee on our home in protest of our arrival on dock 6.
oops.
and i am improving .. was bad for a moment.
ok so i am on dock 7 for cane newton. we dodged that bullet, and i hope i can convince em to allow me this slip until they allow me onto dock e, where i belong. i need repairs , not social life.
this life is awesome.

this boat loves number 3

everything is   of 3 s…   breakage is always 3  things never less.. ok

so we played musical chairs for a while,  tranny  died and      fixed,  packing gland repacked and isnt  sinking boat so fast anymore, yaaaayyyy….. and   another–which deserves a  long story paragraph of its own!!  this morning we   replaced bird into her  regularly scheduled slip.   good girl did well.

the gods of practical joking and guardian angels   must have worked some major magic, as    somehow this boat got from barra de navidad to  mazatlan without a fuel pump of any kind   functioning  except injector pump.

no my tanks are not above level of engine.  on contrary, it is below  the  level of engine.  sooooo… what massive miracle  conjured up  by  what witch or warlock or alien  unknown  made this boat get from point  a to point b  some 300 miles and 3 re starts later????

the surging sound   started immediately  upon leaving sight of barra lagoon.   hhmmmmmmmmmm

if i scratched my  head any more on htis, i would have no hair.

impressive. i am incredibly thankful to  what ever  made us   able to get here…

the electric assist pump  was no longer pumping fuel….

this is a  total  puzzlement.  the lift pump is a dismantled mess  that i requested repaired in barra, but mechanic said NO(no this is not diaz, but the honda guy..ha h aha ha )… ok. i love it when   mechanics    actually do that which  i request.

the surging rpms sound we kept hearing    was   lack of fuel delivery. perhaps the engine  was pumping fuel into  the injector pump –but how did i manage a restart    4 more times, much less arrive   in the marina under my own power???..

magic. dang.

and so i now  have a rebuilt tranny., a new  fuel pump, and   new packing gland stuffing ,.  we only sinking a  few drips  each  minuet now.  not  lots like    for a few days ..   that was    too reminiscent of   san diego  when there were three kids pissing in bilges constantly and i needed to pump every 4- 6 hours  or bounce off the mud below boat.  (why i had diver stuff toilet seal wax into the shaft log!)

i am still impressed with making it here without a  lift pump or electrical  assist pump   functioning.  wow.  something was with us.

i am now  back in my regularly scheduled slip awaiting  the boat to let me know what she wants done before the electricity is changed and improved and messed with  which precedes  the stepping of mizzen, as electricity is    affixed to mast-the bus bars (real smart set up, not) , which  precedes any repairs to  the beam under the mizzen…   and all the other   repairs and modifications i  need and want to   complete before again sailing  south.  whew   tired just thinking about the repairs  to come.  and now i have a  nice elect pump,  we will rebuild the  lift pump  so we have alternatives–never to use both at same time.

i think i will take today off.

i need to figger out why the  engine was able to get here without  any lift pump or elect assist pump functioning…   curiouser and curiouser   this puzzlement.   this must be  why the gods made  flash drives with   movies and stuff on em for entertainment.

bird out

 

 

musical chairs…and the band played on

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fun title, isnt it.. just dreamed it up as  bubba came to  lie down next to me for a bit.

ok so i  went into cockpit after  opening the engine   flow seacock. ok.   now w eturn on engine..

first   partial cranking, we has lift off..  might be a  whopping  half second after turning key we on and running sweetly and smoothly as    purrfect engines are prone to doing.

ok time to check water  out exhaust.  we has water–good flow.

and

PROPWASH..

not  spozed to has propwash while in neutral.  ok now what is wrong.. we must examine this.  so we  leave it as is and  grab a neighbor   as consultant–  hell it is obvious the issue– so he confirms it–i enjoy witnesses.

sometimes.  when they are necessary.

 

and then we add  tiempo aire to the fone so we can use the damn thing.  long story behind this one– coming down to telcel gals  terminating my service now 3 times  after i  had bought it… totalling 900 pesos  in their own pocket, not telcels.  there is a part of govt for this, and htis is  how i am  gonna proceed after bringing  it to attention of the   other telcel   managers in another   office.

(seems i am not the only one to experience  issues. all other gringos  have complained of service only lasting 2 weeks when   it should have lasted 4.  common complaint here in gringo ville….  speels scam to me. and on we go.

and so….  finally i have  air time on my  fone–i wanted to say hay to momma  on her poppas birthday and i wanted to call for  dentist appointment–and other   reasons, but kept   finding fewer and fewer minuets on my fone each time i went to the tel cel   office in liverpool mall. i hope any  one reading these words will go to the other office not so convenient to  gringoville, as you are also being  robbed.  as there is no money to go hand to hand, these are converting the minutes you buy  after you leave, into their own. three times of three, i went in, paid  dough got receipt went to the  number 24 window i was assigned and  had same exact thing happen–  receive  notice the   service was purchased and activated, then about half hour later, in spanish comes the message  the  service has been terminated. prior messages have been deleted.   nothing  not even regalo   left in fone.  they strip yours and take it as theirs.  fun.  and so  i need to  use the channels proscribed to report the issue to the feds so no more turistas are molested by this  issue.)

back to the point….. so we has prop wash, not spozed to happen and is brand new issue.. ok.

so i call benjamin, the mechanic recommended by a few  with whom i have chatted including my friend here.  he was here today diagnosed  clutch issue, forward clutch. ok is affordable….   he will  remove  tranny after  boat is relocated by tow to the  slip in which it is spozed tobe.

nothing ever works when you wanna move–only when boat wants to move.parts break in my sleep–but boat is 40 yrs old and has had a  unique history

so monday we move boat via tow  from marina to the slip i need to occupy, which was same one i had before dock was repaired…..

ok so next month–bicycle(cheap  mountain   type–many  gears and  decent off road tires for sploring and shopping here) and   electricos and  transmission.

mebbe shoes for  my birthday.  mebbe.

 

and i hope no mas de musical chairs here…….

motivation

seems  motivation, or motorvation, is one of the most difficult   concepts  i have   to overcome, as i have    very little at present.

i seriously miss my brother.   i   did much  because of  him– sent pix–yeah those were for   donny, not for me.   wanted to show him   how fun life could be.

well. yes life is fun. was a lot funner when i could share with my brother what i was up to.

i really miss him.  i didnt realize how much of my  motivation was    so i could show  donny what i was doing.   we shared many moments in life, whether we were   in same location or distant.  now he is gone.  with him seems to have  gone much of what drove me thru life.

plans always change

i am sitting here  now wondering how to manage my   finances and  haulout fees–  damn they high now…i hope i can manage to pull her out  of the water before birdee presents with serious issues  requiring  immediate    hauling.  i also need to repair that which broke on our trip  here from barra.  we blew out the  genoa on our way here, and  temporarily lost fluxgate compass  of autopilot. now i get to learn why that happened.

i went door to door   comparison shopping–it seems   the only way i can afford to haul out is if i careen somewhere or  head to guaymas, which i been  avoiding like plague.   desert doesnt agree with me, and allergy pills here are not  the kind i can use.  oops.

the only positivities i can  see immediately   in heading to guaymas would be  being able to haulout cheaply   and rent a place during the   work,  and  potentially visit with momma occasionally, as usa is only 5 hours away, and momma even closer in goodyear.  if i could convince momma to visit, she could ruffle bubbas furrzz with her  fingers. he is sooo soft.    funny how he grew so  much after leaving   san diego.  his vet in sd   weighed him in at 16.5 pounds with admonishment to have him lose weight–  but he wasnt fat. he IS maine coon mix, and now weighs in at a  very skinny 17.2 pounds, bone and skin with a lot of furrzzz.   i love huge cats. the only   disadvantage  to a large kitty is  stuffing his butt into a carrier.  seems he will no longer   submit to that treatment.  patricia cane scared him seriously.  he doesnt mind a tote bag, heavy  and canvas. there was room in it for him   wrapped somewhat in a towel  with his   heavy duty harness and  his tether.   he   was soooo very good in the taxi and in vet office and    on return he was out cold.   would look up at me  when i was carrying him home. his teeth are   good–one is broken, but not dangerously so, and  now all have  no plaque. that was sooo ugly and he was getting  sick from it, so it was way past time.

la jungla veterinaria is the best vet–  dr rafael used to be a dockmate  when we were first here. bubba had gone once to his office, but prefers to remain on boat..   i was able to hold him until he went  to sleep for his    treatment.  the  adventure was   as painless an d trauma free as possible.   so many vets   have ye not assist with yer own scared critter, and that increases trauma to that critter logarithmically. in sd,  they would   pull him away from me and  carry his scareded screaming  toothy and shreddy self into a back room, wondering why he was so  agitated.   he only likes and trusts me. no one else.

i had a lovely  vet in long beach   many years ago who allowed me to hold my  cats when   i took em in for exams– that made life  so much easier than listening to the scared screaming from another room.  that noise is unnecessary, yet seems to be the song of the people of  the   vets waiting room. oops.  i gauge my   willingness to visit a vet  by the noises i hear from the back of the   vet office.

ok so i got cat   attended to, now i  just need to   gather my  motorvashuns together to manage my own life and birdee

.  but it is so much easier to do  stuff when there is someone ye show off for.  dammit i miss my brother.  we donot know how much we miss another until there is no  option for ever meeting up again.

 

love my new boom. isnt it lovely wood?? is perota, aka  ipe, or huanacaxtle wood. i want the other horizontal spars of it also.  beautiful stuff and makes for a sweet appearance.

 

resting up

feels good, but laziness wants to settle in… ha ha haha
and so we triage the needs– first is electrical modification– panel needs to relocate so i can have mizzen stepped–someone had a wise idea of placing the electrical bus bars on the mizzen itself. okay.. we gotta fix what was done how many owners ago– someone didnt think mast was ever gonna be stepped for maintenance and repair, perhaps.
mebbe they didnt think boat would last this long… fooled them.. ha ha ha ha
bubba is trying to not get foot stuck to tape again…somehow that mean old tape affixed self to his hind foot–what destruction a scared cat can effect.. pooor bubba. fixed with some brushing and muffled laughter…..
we have neighbors with a goggie– bubba stands watch well when it comes to new critters to watch…..

ok so we made it to mazatlan…

with   a blown out    headsail, and  a  slightly  quirky  otto pile it, which  decided to   quit for  48 hours.

life is a fun  place.  sometimes  we get some interesting  events to play with.

and sometimes we get to   make   a new location    without   any  problems.

this  run was  expected to be worse than it was,  but it wasnt.

first half was  different  than second half, but bubba was happy enough and the boat managed to make it to mazatlan   without   submarining, so now we can  get repairs   begun.

we got into isla marina just in time for the blues party   at the palapa.  that was fun- food and    limonada natural and friends.   excellent music.

seems one of the band, the awesome guitarist, john,   has health issues and is    fading out from cancer.  that is sad. he is a good  guitar player. makes that thing sing.

a good time was had by all.

so we recover until time to repair    this  boat.   the fiurst thing shoul dbe  electrickery , which needs to relocate itself befoe i can step my mizzen mast, and the  toilet seat failed. ok.. so i needed a new one for ever, now i   will  replace with new toilet.

so many things to do and so much exhaustion from trip.

sleeeeeppp   sounds   sooo  gooood……