Then he checked the outboard. He pulled a plug to drain fuel from the carb, pulled on it, and it started.
No, he didnt understand why either worked, but i said "it's a miracle, dont argue with miracles."
I said goodbyes to the marina staff and Mr. Moore, and i was away.
Big rolling waves coming in from the harbor entrance. (Indeed last nite, even at the dock, i was getting tossed around by the wind waves.) Ahead i can see whitewater. But heck all i need to do is get to Prince Rupert, which is right around the corner.
But the waves are big. Turns out there's a gale blowing. Turn around, back to the harbor.
But i really dont want or need to stay in marina. So i anchor out, plan the next days on the computer, and next thing i know i'm headed toward the side of a docked ship.
Well that anchor didnt hold. (It was rocky.) Maybe i should just go back to the marina.
But i check it out and it's full, maybe cuz of the gale, except for the spot i'd just vacated, which, the nice security guy told me, i shouldnt be in cuz that part was for 40'+ boats.
Rather than further mess with his system, i found another anchor spot, and there now i sit, the anchor holding despite gusts, how can it be sunny & grey, same time?
1 comment:
Good to hear you are back in business. Good luck, I'm enjoying the words.
Mitch
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