All right, it’s been two days—where do I start?
Well I don’t really know. After a few hours, reading e-mail, talking to friends, I came to a conclusion: the head gasket is blown and the cause of the overheating that caused it was the Bar’s Head Gasket Repair that I used when I originally thought the head gasket was blown. I think what happened is that when I dumped the can of Bar’s in it jammed up the thermostat or at least restricted the flow. I’m guessing this because the temp just went straight up—it overheated at idle in under fifteen minutes.… Read More
I was ready to go yesterday by about 2:00. The boat was ready and I was just unhooking the shore power when a gust of wind hit me. I stopped, looked up, and suddenly twenty knots was blowing white caps through the marina. The runways at San Carlos Marina are basically one boat length wide plus three feet, so I knew I wasn’t going to get out of my slip without risking some ugliness. I plugged the shore power cord back in and went below to pout.
Around seven the wind died down to manageable levels and I decided spur of the moment to get the hell out of there before dark.… Read More
Man, that day did not go as planned.
It started off well enough. I picked up the fish—yay! Still alive. I can’t believe it.
This is how you transport a fish on a Mexican bus.
Then I got back to work on the engine. A while back I noticed that I seemed to be losing coolant. This could be from a head gasket leak, so I decided to try Bar’s Head Gasket Repair. Step one was to drain all the coolant in the system. I did that and flushed it a bunch of times. Then I disconnected the hot water heater hoses and just ran a new hose directly between the two engine fittings.… Read More
I kissed Ali and the kids goodbye and walked into the airport at eight o’clock in the morning. I finally reached the boat at six the next morning. Nobody said flying to Tucson and hopping a bus to Mexico was an efficient choice. But it did turn out to be a good choice for hauling boat gear over the border.
I had five boxes, one piece of luggage, one surfboard, and two shoulder bags to get back to the boat. All of which had been sent to a Bum friend’s house in Tucson. Bruce picked me up from the airport and we spent a few hours out at his house enjoying a good dinner and amazing views over the city and straight out to the mountains beyond.… Read More
Ouest, Grammy, and I went off to the rink again today. Another month and I’d have her tearing up the ice. That will have to wait until another time though as I am gearing up for my return to Bumfuzzle tomorrow. I’m headed back to San Carlos with loads of boat gear, getting the boat ready in a day or two and then sailing south to Mazatlan where Ali and the kids will join me for the summer. We’ve rented a house in the Old Town to help us ride out the heat while exploring a town that we’ve really learned to enjoy the past couple of years. … Read More
Haircut complete. For some reason she has absolutely no qualms about letting Ali cut her hair.
Ouest got the thrill of the month when her cousins (actually my cousin’s kids) showed up for an afternoon of fun. Oh how I wish those girls lived right down the street from Grandma instead of way up north in Seattle. The girls are six and eight and about as sweet as any two girls have ever been in history. Ouest was immediately inserting her hand into theirs and happily being led anywhere and everywhere. Not to be a slouch in the happiness department Lowe walked around the patio giving big fat kisses to anybody who would accept one, and it would have to be one cold-hearted villain to turn down a kiss from Lowe when he leans into you with those chubby little cheeks and puckered lips.… Read More
This is about it around here right now. Spending time luxuriating in the grass (Mexico often appears to be completely devoid of green grass), eating popsicles, and hanging out with good friends. Somehow, despite having only spent a grand total of a few months in Portland over the years this is where almost all of our friends are. Portland just seems to be a hub for wanderers and we are constantly meeting other travelers who’ve either taken a break here or are just passing through.
We took the kids to the Central Library downtown again this morning. To mix it up we took the train—knowing that the kids would enjoy it.… Read More
I was six when I convinced my parents to let me play hockey. And for the next twelve years hockey was pretty much my life. I was good enough to be All-Conference and to talk to a couple of Junior A coaches about playing for them in Small Town, Iowa, but I was smart enough to know my limits as well—I was never going any further than that. I played a bit after high school, coached a team after college, and then…
Fifteen years pass in the blink of an eye. I skated once in those fifteen years—then today I got to take my girl skating for the first time.… Read More
We brought our camera in for a cleaning and check-up (just like going to the dentist) and have now felt completely naked and uninterested in my surroundings for 36 hours. Will have it back in the morning just in time to document a trip to the library. Phew.
Not much happening around here. The weather has been gorgeous so we’ve been spending a lot of time at the parks around town—and Portland has a lot of parks. The kids have been playing better together every single day that goes by, and Ouest has slowly started taking on the big sister role a bit more.… Read More
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