Night and morning
From 8PM to about 4AM they had a Jump-Up party ashore. It was loud, but nothing compared to down-island and my earplugs were sufficient. The waves did set in though, and the boat has been rocking all night. Fortified with coffee, I am going to track down that pernicious leak and make it a freshwater maintenance day.
It shouldn’t be that difficult to accomplish, I’ve got the fresh water schematics in front of me and I think that most of that tubing is accessible.
I got caught up with other tasks and only managed to run the watermaker while charging the batteries. I did make some boiled eggs and another coffee, though. That should count for something.
Noon
I started searching for the leak. But the swell is making that difficult. Even though the wind is coming from the correct direction and there is no major swell in the forecasts, all the boat in the anchorage are rolling – even the catamarans. I’ve stumbled twice while trying to walk belowdecks. That’s got nothing to do with the coffee I’ve had. Sticking my head down into the bilge with the borescope is absolutely no fun in these conditions. I’m going to try a little bit more, but unless I find the source in a short time I’ll postpone the search. Likewise, diving on the hull is no good today; I’d spend more time trying to keep in position than scraping. Plus I’d brush against the hull as it rolled and that would cut up my skin from the barnacles. That’s a no-go for me.
I’ve had no luck tracking the pressure-side freshwater leak. It shouldn’t be that difficult, but I can’t find the source. Plus the constant rolling makes the search no fun. I just thought of checking the washing machine connection – that isn’t on the schematic and could, conceivably, be the possible source. My freshwater maintenance day did little else than confirm the places that were not leaking water.
Afternoon
Escaping the incessant rolling aboard, I tied up at the SMYC dinghy dock. I had planned on walking elsewhere but stayed there for the 5 o’clock inbound opening as there were 2 large yachts waiting. The gusty wind conditions could make for an interesting opening.
Fortunately the big boys transiting without mishap and I departed on the dinghy with the vague plan of going under the causeway bridge and visit the Rusty Rocket.
But it was already dark and I only made it a couple of hundred yards before switching to the Dinghy Dock for a quick bite to eat.