Opua: gold
Opua: gold
Last evening I went on deck just as the sun turned the mountain to the east to gold.
----------
A front is moving up from the south, with rain predicted for tomorrow. So far we haven’t seen any sign of it.
Today was a another mostly fine day. Cloudy and cool at noon, but then clearing and warmer. Near perfect conditions for the start of the last Wednesday evening race I will see this year.
I had not planned to go ashore, but discovered that my electric bilge pump has failed. I rewired it and it was working three weeks ago.
So I rowed in, bought another, and installed it after considerable aggravation due to the infinite small things that can go wrong--screws breaking, hoses not fitting, drill bits sticking, electrical connections failing. In the end, the new bilge pump works, but the float switch doesn’t. I’ll go ashore tomorrow and buy a new one.
I also have to go in at 11:00 and get the rental car that I’ll drive to the airport on Friday.
We have now had an unusually long stretch of settled weather with light winds. I don’t think we’ve seen even ten knots in the past five days.
Tomorrow doesn’t matter so much. I can wear foul weather gear and row the Avon. But Friday does. I have to get ashore in the little rigid dinghy, which does not row well, and I’d like to stay dry.
The forecast is for clearing on Friday. I hope early.
----------
When I rowed ashore yesterday to tow back the rigid dinghy, which I keep locked to a dinghy rack ashore at the far end of the marina, I passed boats I don’t usually see.
It was inevitable. I should have expected it. But occasionally I am still surprised, after all these years, that some people have no imagination and no taste.
There is a boat on a mooring named VIAGRA.
At least it is a power boat.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009