Layla is “on the hard” in Beaufort while we work on projects and wait for the end of hurricane season.
|Chaos has taken over every square foot of Layla, as we replaced all the settee cushions with parts and tools and boxes of stuff.|
| The settee cushions are now piled up on our living room floor waiting to be cleaned. |
|Model building of the autopilot linear drive took over our reading room floor.|
|Canvas measurements for our butterfly hatch cover took over our dining room floor.|
|Striping the salon table took over the only shady spot in the yard.|
|Varnishing the salon table took over the shed.|
|And drying fresh coats of varnish took over the back porch on sunny days or the entrance to our kitchen on rainy days.|
It is typical to lose track of the progress on some tasks, such as when we have conflicting trouble-shooting recommendations from equipment user manuals obviously written in Norwegian (autopilot), Japanese (engine, transmission, and many others), or other languages which are then translated, poorly, into English. Conflicting recommendations also come from the “experts”, and there are thousands of generous “old salts”, arm-chair sailors, boat yard workers, technicians, friends and sales people, all eager to give advice on solving our problem. All progress slows as we attempt to sort through it all, try some recommendations, or just throw up our hands and walk away until another day.
Here is an except from one of our conversations:
He said, “Do you know where that bag of screws went? It was right here at the Nav station. I see you moved some things around here… Why are you looking under that pile of stuff that obviously hasn’t been touched in days? No one would have put it under the pile.”
She said, “Are you sure you are not confusing this bag of screws with another bag of screws? You know we have another bag of screws that looks sort of like that.”
He said, “Oh crap, now where did that bolt to tiller arm disappear? I thought it was safely here in this tray in the Nav station.”
About 10 minutes later he said, “I found the tiller arm bolt.”
She said, “Great! Where did you find it?”
He said, “I found it in the cup holder in the truck.”
She said, “I thought you said you put it right here in the Nav station?”
He said, “Never mind. Let’s look for that bag of hardware.”
We found the bag of hardware for the SSB under that pile of stuff that obviously hadn’t been touched in days…..