Opua: surge
Opua: surge
After working on an article I’m writing about my mooring, I rowed ashore and walked up and down the Opua hill. I timed myself: nine minutes to the top, which is a bit more than a kilometer if the road signs can be trusted.
Showered, walked a few errands, bought a ‘creamy chicken panini’ at the cafe, which is big enough to cut in half for both lunch and dinner, and rowed home. Another sunny day.
Tomorrow the tie rod for the mainsheet traveler allegedly will be ready. But then it was supposed to be ready last Thursday. If it is, I’ll install it.
The other remaining task on my list is to fix the deck level navigation lights; but having just got the boat in order, I am reluctant to tear the cabin apart again. I am almost never under power after dark and so seldom use those lights. Under sail, the proper light is the masthead tri-color LED.
I’ll do something about the deck lights someday; but not today.
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In response to my noting the price of fuel in New Zealand, Martin in England emailed that it is $10.17 a US gallon there. Oi!
I seldom drive. At $10.17 a gallon I would drive even seldomer.
Yesterday I paid $34 NZ to fill my 20 liter jerry can with diesel. As I noted that will almost certainly be my total fuel bill for the year.
The previous sale on that pump was for $455 NZ. One of the joys of owning a motor vessel.
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A sailor whose boat is tied up in the marina tells me that boats there were subject to severe surges at about half hour intervals all day. Another good reason to be at anchor or on a mooring, which have elasticity instead of restraint.
He, too, noticed the muddiness of the water.
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The above photo is obviously highly processed.
Many people do not like such images, but I don’t believe that what commonly passes for reality is the only aesthetic standard.
The photo looks better bigger and with your screen at maximum brightness. At least to me; but then we know about my vision.
Sunday, March 13, 2011