Posted by: catamarantwooceans | January 9, 2017

Maintenance N+1


2.1.17 – Monday – Morning: came into marina, met Stanly and started the moves towards the canal crossing. Afternoon: Thorsten, who is a master of all trades marine, came over to discuss the work I wanted him to do. Together (him doing the actual hauling) we brought the solar panel that was delivered to me from the office. This is the list: 1. Install new solar panel. 2. Replace freezer’s thermostat and check operation. 3. Check starboard starting battery – if good it means that the starter itself needs attention. 4. Repair faulty starboard engine RPM instrument. 4. Check windlass operation, since at times it does not work in the UP direction. 5.Replace compass light. 6. Replace broken starting bypass switch port engine. 7. Check the Link 2000 electrical system controller. If un-repairable recommend a replacement. Thorsten is a very methodical man; he will check his schedule and if unable to accomplish all the work himself he would enlist Rudy to do part of it.

I also have a few jobs: install a lever clamp which locks the cover of the outboard motor. (That part was ordered before we decided to buy a new outboard – a four stroke 6 HP Yamaha which should arrive around January 19th). Another important job is to measure the stack-pack so that a sailmaker in Israel would make one for me; the local sailmakers, April and Cain are fully booked until who knows. I also need to repair the broken Dan-buoy, a task I think I shall relegate to the fiberglass-epoxy master Ramon. Last but not least is give the boat a good cleaning; For that I employed Augusto, who works on a nearby Lagoon 400.

You may remember that last time I was on the hard in Shelter Bay marina work was done on the bows and especially on the starboard hull, where ingress of water into the forward crash box when sailing hard was evident for quite some time. After the fast ride of yesterday I was anxious to see dry bilge over there. I opened the inspection port and found out to my chagrin that some water did come in. The common wisdom regarding bilge water is to taste it to determine whether it is sweet or salty. I don’t remember ever doing it in that location, being sure that the source was the sea. Now, for some reason I decided to do the taste test. Surprise! Sweet water! So where did it come from? A mystery worthy of Sherlock Holmes. To be continued.

Not in the mood to cook, I went for dinner in the marina’s restaurant and then watched an episode of “Twin Peaks”, a TV series I liked very much when it aired so many years ago.

3.1.17 – Tuesday – Thorsten came to work in the morning; with me playing apprentice he tackled what may well be the hardest part of the electrician job and that is placing the cables from the location of the new solar panel to the place the controller would be installed. He tried drilling the Targa but it was too thick. I suggested taking off the old GPS antenna, which is no longer in use and through the opening behind it insert the cables.

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The insertion took a very long time, because the cables were supposed to pass through a plastic pipe which was congested with all sort of wires, most of them belonging to systems taken off the boat in the past (horn, cockpit loudspeakers, lamps etc.). To pass the cables from where they entered the hull, Thorsten had to squeeze into the small space behind the starboard engine; I couldn’t resist taking his picture there.

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While he was there, we noticed that some nuts in the rudder system were heavily corroded; here’s another thing to take care of! The cables took a full working day. Just before he left, I asked Thorsten to remove the starboard starting battery (my back did not allow me that operation) which I suspected of being bad. We looked at it trying to understand its “age”. On one of its sides the words:”Made in India” could be seen. Checking my blog I found out that this battery was bought in the Andamans on January 1st 2013. So it is time to retire it. Tomorrow I’ll go to “Casa De Las Baterias” and buy a new one.

4.1.17 – Wednesday – Another working day. Remember the water ingress into the starboard hull? Thorsten came to take a look and suggested that the culprit was a stainless steel pipe up front, which on close inspection was found to have a gap of about one millimeter between its flange and the deck. I  sealed it with 3M 5200 silicon and now hope that that was the end of the story. A representative of the Canal Authorization came to check the boat. After we filled a few forms and the man left, I called one of the taxi drivers I know to come and take me to town. The first priority was the list Thorsten gave me: cables, circuit breakers and various nuts and bolts for the solar panel. First we stopped at the Casa de las baterias where buying the battery was a straightforward business; if you bring the old one you get a 10% off. Next we wandered from one electrical supply shop to another and after the fourth one I despaired and asked Olmedo, the driver to take me back to the marina empty handed. On the way we entered “Novey’s”, where I bought the bolts and neglected to ask about the cables and surprise! They did have some but I was not sure whether they were the right ones. I asked the vendor to give me a small piece to show Thorsten who gave his blessing to it; so tomorrow I’ll go back to town.

5.1.17 – Thursday – I did all the necessary shopping and took a taxi back to the marina. Big progress was made in the solar panel project. I bought a 25 amps solar panel controller from Rudy; it’ll take on the three panels we would have on board and is supposed to be 40% more efficient. Thorsten came only in the afternoon and worked until 1830.

6.1.17 – Friday – More work on the solar panel (wiring, installing the controller etc.)plus putting the new starter battery in place and replacing the thermostat of the freezer. The salon looks as a building site; not possible to enter and clean.

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7.1.17 – Saturday – Finally the solar panel was put in place and connected to the controller.

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Together with the new controller the solar panels seem to provide a healthy amount of electricity. At one point when the clouds disappeared for a few minutes the panels gave 15 amps; nice. Thorsten also replaced the wire leading to the freezer controller and put in it a breaker instead of the regular fuse that was heating terribly all the time. Still it seems that the freezer is working continuously so maybe its controller needs to be replaced too. Rudy also came by to deal with the starboard RPM gauge. “Replace it” he said. There might be a used one for sale on one off the yachts where they are getting a new engine; we’ll see next week.

Now came the time for cleaning the boat. Augusto was not available on the Sabbath so Thorsten directed me to a yacht called “Rollercoaster” on which two ladies, Jenny, the mother and Fill, the daughter would be willing to give the required service. Jenny was the one doing most of the work and she did a great job.

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Thorsten came in the evening with the invoice; he worked 28 hours on the boat so you can guess I had to pay a lot of money.

Now that the work n the boat was finished I would be free to go out to San Blas. Michael Ben Eli, who sailed with me from the Society Islands to American Samoa will join in the next few days. Gili, Yossi – my cousin and his wife Ester will arrive on the 16th and on the 18th we shall cross the canal.

Posted by: catamarantwooceans | January 9, 2017

Returning to “Two Oceans”

29.12..16 – Thursday – The last sentence I wrote on my last post was:“The plan is to come back at the end of December. The Pacific is on our minds…“ During the two months I spent at home, our vague ideas solidified into a plan. It started with the desire to go back to French Polynesia; Danny Lanis, who sailed with me long distances before, was enthusiastic about joining. My friend Zulu, on whose yacht I sailed in 2010 on the Cape Town to Brazil leg of his circumnavigation, said: “If you go back to FP – I’m in”. So even before I made a detailed plan – I had a crew.

The regular choice is to go via the Galapagos but all of us have already been there and the cost and conditions to enter that island group, even just for a short stop, were forbidding. We could just go straight from Panama to the Marquesas! One day, as I sat for my evening meditation a thought crept into my mind. There is another option! How about sailing to Easter Island, Pitcairn and reach Polynesia at its southeastern archipelago –Iles Gambier? Doing some research I became more and more excited and made up my mind to go that route.

Coming back to the boat was an arduous affair; 18 hours in airplanes plus waiting between the three legs I flew, a total of about 26 hours. On the last flight from Miami to Panama City I felt so sick and feverish and asked a stewardess for an aspirin. She was not sure whether they had any and a young man sitting behind me gave me a Tylenol, which made me feel a bit better. Since the arrival was late in the evening I reserved a room in the airport Crown Plaza, got there at 2230, had a quick beer and fell into bed.

30.12.16 – Friday – Felipe Chifundo, the taxi driver, picked me up at 0815; on the way we stopped in Sabanitas to buy food for the next few days. We reached Linton Bay marina at 1115 and  immediately I started working on the boat, preparing her for sailing. When a boat is sitting idle for two months strange things happen. The Danbuoy pole broke, the freezer showed signs of unwillingness to operate normally, the starboard starting battery was very weak and a few more things I had to take care of. During all that, my lower back revolted, perhaps due to MY sitting for a long time on airplanes. I have some pills for that and hopefully it’ll go away soon. The weather is not mild; winds are from the NE at more than 15 knots and the marina is not protected from that direction. Consequently the boat moves as if it is out sailing. I asked a couple of cruisers to help me get to the fueling dock tomorrow.

31.12.16 – Saturday – Jet-lag woke me up at 0200; getting out of bed sent arrows of pain into my back. I took another pill. Later in the morning I felt a lot better and decided to go and anchor in Linton bay. But first I needed to refuel. Bert and Dorothy, my volunteers, came over and I tried to brief them about how I planned to do the maneuver. Bert had his own ideas as to the right way to do it and instead of arguing I let him have his way. When we were tied to the fueling dock he said something to the effect that if I ask for help I should not tell him what to do and walked angrily away leaving his wife behind. Oh well…

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Refueling over, I motored to the bay, passing a yacht that ran aground; always a sad sight.

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In the evening, in preparation for making dinner, I opened the food locker and saw something move quickly between the products. Being worried we had cockroaches on board, I took everything out and sprayed a lot of anti insects material into the locker. Later, after having my dinner in the cockpit, I went inside and spotted a gecko on the salon couch. We both stopped in our tracks, equally surprised and I was the first to draw a plastic bag full of something and hit the poor creature, which shed its tail as geckos do but could not escape being thrown overboard. At home we have the same type, which is called “house gecko” and they are tolerated since they eat mosquitos. I cannot treat them the same on the boat, though; not with all the droppings they leave here and there.

My plan is to stay here for the last night of the year, tomorrow sail to Isla Naranja, which is close to Shelter Bay to which I’ll go on Monday. A new solar panel is waiting for me there as well as a thermostat for the freezer. I always go to bed early on the boat and today was not different. I was awakened at midnight by the noise of fireworks show on shore. Happy New Year!

1.1.1 – Sunday – Out of the bay at 0715; I was very careful in everything I did so as not to hurt my aching back. The wind was blowing around the 20 knots mark and I raised the sails to the first reef, thinking of trolling along the way. I should have known better; with the wind from abaft the beam we were running at high speed, too fast for fishing. I reached the Isla Naranja anchorage at 1015. The anchorage is very protected, the island seems to be pretty enough but I was not going to go ashore. I was ready for some rest but before that I had to enter the starboard engine room, tighten some bolts and the slack in the small alternator belt; again – not so easy with my restricting back. I spent the rest of the day reading, doing my favorite anagram crossword puzzle and in the evening prepared chicken and vegetable soup which according to all Jewish grandmothers is a cure for any malady.

2.1.17 – Monday – The distance from Isla Naranja to Colon port entrance is 7 miles. I entered behind a big ship and once inside started calling the marina on channel 74. No reply. Called them on the phone – ditto. I called Edwin, the maintenance chief and he called Frank, the dock operator and bass guitar player, to show me to my berth. It turns out January 2nd is also a holiday and the marina was very, very quiet. Walking around, I saw a boat I met in the past; it was Stingo, the last Maxim 380 built before the yard was closed. It belonged to John Perry who had the misfortune of being hit by a lightning on the Pacific side of the canal. He sold her for an attractive price to which the new owners would have to add quite a lot of money to fix all the damaged electronics.


I called Stanly, the canal crossing agent. He was on no holiday and said he would come immediately. I met Stanly eight years ago, before crossing the canal the first time; he was mainly a taxi driver but already started being a canal agent. I remembered and reminded the man how he took me to the free zone to put my life-raft for service. The payment there was to be in advance and I did not have the 800$ or so on me. Stanly put his hand into his pocket, took out a big wad of bills and paid for me. “Give it back when you have it” he said.



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This is the breakdown of the canal crossing costs:                         

canal fee – 1077$; agent fee- 400$; four special lines – 80$; 6 fenders (tires) 24$; zarpe (cruising permit) – 20$. Altogether 1601$. If you need line-handlers you have to pay more. I forgot to ask but I think it is in the order of 100$ per man.

So, the first step towards a second canal crossing was made; we are trying to aim for January 18th. Now to some maintenance work….

Posted by: catamarantwooceans | October 25, 2016

Maintenance chapter N

If yacht maintenance bores you – better wait for the next post. This one is wholly about the M thing!

6-11.10.16 – So here I am, on the hard in shelter Bay marina; I have a long list of maintenance projects… Hey, doesn’t that sound familiar? Hasn’t the boat been in Bocas for four and a half months with basically the same list? Here are two lessons learnt long time ago and now stressing their importance one more time: A. You cannot do boat maintenance by remote control, especially in places like Panama. You have to be in place and remind the workmen of your boat’s existence. B. Some mechanics or electricians will say they will import parts for you; they never do. They are not like the manufacturer’s agents, they are “on the road” working guys, sometimes without sufficient credit to shop online. The best option is to have them give you the part’s name and number and import the stuff yourself.

So where do we stand now? Main item is the Engine; Jeff did prepare the drive parts I had bought for installation. The fact that I gave Edwin, the yard manager, my ETA and my need for a mechanic did not have any operational meaning. The search for one started only after my haul-out. Greg, who did a lot of work for me last November, replacing the drives diaphragms and whom I met by chance near the restaurant, showed interest in the project:” I’ll come by tomorrow 0900 and take a look”. Two days later I practically snatched him from the same spot and had him come to the boat.

After reviewing the job he let me understand that the earliest he would be able to come would be sometime next week. Andy Anderson, another mechanic, promised to come Thursday, a full week after my arrival here. Let’s see that he does. Every time the boat is on the hard I change drive oil. When I drained the oil from the port drive it showed emulsion; I would need the replace the oil seals on the drives. Are parts available at Tesa, the local Yanmar agent? We’ll see tomorrow. If I would have to import them from the States it would mean another week to ten days out of the water.

But not all is grim; the marina guys are working on the hulls preparing the boat for painting. I was anxious about the ingress of sea-water into the forward crash box on the starboard hull every time the boat was sailed hard. With the boat out of the water I could see cracks on the bottom, going from the bows aft for about a meter and a half on both hulls. (the white and gray smudges are barnacles remains). At the end of 2013 the bows and parts of the port hull were repaired extensively; now she needs some more treatment.


The yard’s fiberglass specialist, Ramon, was quick (perhaps too much so) to effect the repair. On Saturday I went to town for shopping and when I came back both hulls had four layers of mat and roving combo epoxied on the bows . In the following days he went through the boat, identifying areas which needed his attention.

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                               Ramon preparing the epoxy

In another area – I took down my old mainsail, which brought me all the way from New Zealand to replace it with the new main made by Rolly Tasker’s loft in Thailand.  The agreement was that I would use the hardware that I had on my old sail, especially the batten receptacles on the luff and that task fell to the Shelter Bay sail loft, run by an English couple, Cain and April Delahunt (and their dog Quinn). The old sail would be donated to places that need sails, like Cuba and Haiti. The loft would attach the receptacles and check the sail. I asked them to call me when they were ready to do it, as I wanted to see the sail before anything was done.

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                         April Delahunt

When the big day came, I helped April take the sail out of the package. It became clear very quickly that Rolly Tasker installed new batten receptacles and the rest of the required hardware, disregarding the original agreement. I took it back to the boat intending to put it in place myself; I brought the couple a bottle of wine as a token of appreciation for their unpaid help.

For the electrical jobs I contacted Thorsten, a German yachtie who would get the “Russell’s list” plus the replacement of three leaking hatches rubber seals. He separated the house batteries from each other, checked them under load and verified my concern that there was a faulty one which dragged all the bank down. We took it out and now our capacity would be 500 instead of 600 amps; in reality all we lose is 50 amps because when half the capacity is used, we have to charge so it’s not that bad. I may, however try and get another Discover E-27 battery if available here at a reasonable price.

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                                Thorsten on the job

12.10.16 – Wednesday – As morning came it seemed as a good day to finish the sail work. It turned up to be a complicated matter. As I spread the sail on deck I was a bit worried whether the thread in the receptacles matched the one on the bolts I had for connecting them to the cars on the mast. I was relieved to find out that they did. I then discovered that instead of the sailcloth flap that I had on the leach of the previous sail this one had units similar to the ones on the luff, with a big Allen bolt closing the aperture through which the batten should pass. I tried to open it but encountered resistance and decided not to take chances. I’ll call the professionals – April and Cain.

As I was waiting for Cain to come I took another look at the unit and discovered a small Allen screw which when taken out released the big one. I called April on the VHF to say that there was maybe another bottle on the way and that, again, I would not need their services. As I struggled with the first and longest batten I understood that I better have a helper. I asked Victor, the yard’s crew chief, for a guy and he sent a young man over. We then found out that the new sail required longer battens than the old one. The immediate solution was to move those I had to positions higher up the sail, inserting them in the pockets and cutting them to the correct size. I was left with two empty batten pockets. The lazy bag on “Two Oceans” has two fiberglass poles running the length of the boom. Took one out and measured it – they were exactly the same thickness and would fit perfectly; I never understood their purpose in the lazy-bag anyway.

After that operation I was completely winded. I didn’t have the energy or the appetite for lunch; just sat in the cockpit drinking water. I asked the youngster (whose name I forgot to ask) to come back manana to help me complete the job; he was very willing and said he would come early – “temprano, ocho hora”, eight o’clock. 

13.10.16 – Thursday – I woke up very early; as I was having my breakfast (0645) the phone rang. Andy was on the line to say he was coming and to inquire again about the job with view to which tools he should bring. While waiting for my sail project helper to come I started doing it myself. The battens I needed to take care of were 4.75 and 4.33 meters long, not easy to keep the pockets in a straight line and push them in. Time kept moving on and no helper in sight so I finished it by myself and hoisted the sail up the mast. I liked what I saw; the sail has a very nice shape.

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Andy showed up a little late and with his second in command started working on the starboard engine. They worked until four p.m and promised to come tomorrow to finish the work. Finally progress is made!

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                  Andy Anderson

14.10.16 – Friday – I took the 0800 marina bus to town to do some hardware and food shopping. I searched for and found a replacement for the two battens I stole from the lazy-bag. PVC pipes, sold by 20 feet units, costing the staggering 1.90$ a piece. I arranged with Teddy, a colorful character who drives a taxi van serving the marina, to bring them over from the store.

Teddy, by the way, suggested that I buy the anti-fouling paint through him; 20 liters can of Jotun for 610$ including the delivery. The marina charges 50% more and Pesquieros – the store I bought it last year for even less, raised the price to more than 700$.                                                                                                    

Back at the marina I found Andy hard at work; by four p.m the job was done. I promised him a bonus in case he finished the work on Saturday and Friday was even better so I gave him 10% more. The only thing that marred the picture was a missing oil pipe, which I ordered ten days ago and did not arrive yet. Without it the engine cannot be started. A frantic call to Arturo, the Marine-Warehouse agent in Panama, produced a Fedex tracking number that enabled me to see that the order was being shipped today from Miami. According to the Fedex system it would first go to Memphis and only then to Panama.

15.10.16 – Saturday – Now that the work in the starboard cabin was done I could go in and clean the place. More work was done in the fiberglass department – Ramon fitted plates to cover the big cavities through which the drive legs exit the hulls. Usually those are covered by rubbers which do not adhere well to the hulls and enable sea flora and fauna to find their abode there, killing the smoothness of the surface. Ramon, as always did a great job. I trimmed the rubbers and glued them in place with 3M 5200 adhesive sealant.


Another task, which I did by myself with instruction from Gili at home, was cooking meat patties from some minced meat that defrosted and had to be cooked or thrown away. I did not eat it yet because today I ordered the same lunch I saw the marina workers were taking. I learned it came from the military base near the marina and at 2.5$ for the full meal it was a nice deal: all I had to add was some spicy Mexican salsa.


                              Comida de trabajadores

16.10.16 – Sunday – It was a rainy day. I felt the necessity of some exercise and disregarding the drizzle and possible heavier stuff went out for a walk in the forest. The howler monkeys hollered and following the sound I succeeded in locating the tree they congregated on. Another interesting animal was a black creature with long limbs and tail, long tail and the head like that of a weasel. Couldn’t take pictures because by then the drizzle was replaced by a shower. I was happy to be back on the boat when the rain became very heavy with thunder and lightening.

A day of rest for the marina workers and with the horrid weather I only did some cleaning, crossword puzzles and reading. Which reminds me that I did not report the worst malfunction since the engine drive problem – my Kindle died on me right in the middle of Elena Ferrante’s book number three of her Neapolitan novels. My Kindle is my library and I need to read! I have a few paper books on board and there are some books cruisers leave near the grocery store but all of them are what you may call “Flight books” and not very satisfying. 

17.10.16 – Monday – Beautiful morning! I installed both propellers and went on cleaning the interior. In the afternoon Victor came to discuss the cleanup of the port fuel tank as suggested by Jeff in Bocas; his initial thought was to take the tank out, which would have entailed disassembling the windlass and the chain locker – too much work. I suggested pumping out all the fuel (necessary anyway) and giving it a few cycles of rinsing with water. The pumped fuel seemed very clean and the first rinsing cycle showed clean water going out of the tank.

During the day I followed the tracking information on the FedEx internet site. Around four p.m I could see that the parts I’m waiting for are “in the sorting facility in Panama City”. That’s good news!

18.10.16 – Tuesday – I the morning I gave the fuel tank one last rinse. Victor came by with a compressed air hose which he put into the tanks filling port in hope to evacuate what water was still hiding there; it was not so effective so the decision was to fill the tank with fuel and then open the valve and let the water – which would be at the bottom – flow out. We thought of doing it before launching, using the travel lift to tilt the boat in the direction of the tank outlet.

In the afternoon the part arrived; Hallelujah! One of the parts that I ordered was a plastic plug for my Racor water separator;it includes an O ring and a ball. Look at the picture and guess its price. The answer would be at the end of this post.


Andy promised to come tomorrow and finish the work.

19.10.16 – Wednesday – The crew finished painting the antifouling; all we need in order to re-launch is Andy’s job and the water drainage. We tried to drain without tilting but after taking out a few gallons we saw that a small amount of water was still there, so decided to try again, this time tilting.

1500 – Where is Andy? Not answering his phone! 1730 – same!

20.10.16 – Thursday – 0715 Andy is not answering ETC. I asked Edwin to call the man and that helped. Andy called me back, explaining that he had to go to Panama City to get some parts. He has to take care of another boat in Shelter Bay and will come to me next. Next turned out to be 1820 and he worked two hours and 15 minutes, having to improvise some missing bolts by cutting long ones that I had with my dull hacksaw. Finally the work was done.

21.10.16 – In the morning Victor lifted the boat and tilted her as planned.


                      Victor – King of the Travel Lift

In the two days of that draining operation I had to spill out 40 liters of fuel before all trace of water disappeared. “Two Oceans” was then lowered into the water. Gingerly I started the starboard engine and look inside the engine room to make sure Andy did everything right and the compartment was water tight; it was. I let the engines  run for a while and then motored to my assigned berth.

In the afternoon I heard someone knocking on the hull; it was Rudy, a Dutch yachtie who lives on a boat in the marina and is an electrician. Thorsten sent him over having no time to come himself. I opened the cover of the starboard engine for him to check the connections of the big alternator to the house bank and as I looked inside I saw water covering the drive’s diaphragm. My heart skipped a beat, I was afraid I would have to take the boat out again. Once the panic subsided, we looked closely and found out that the leakage was from the connection of the saltwater pipe to the drive. The edge of the pipe, after years of being squeezed by the metal band simply broke up. A quote from Jeff’s list of jobs:” Check all pipes, replace as needed” so he probably thought there was no need. This was quickly repaired and I could breath normally once more.

Rudy said that the electricians who worked on my boat connected the starting battery of the port engine to the house battery bank. He separated them and when we tried to start the engine we found out that the battery was completely flat. “Buy a new one” says Rudy. He worked for about three hours doing all sort of small repairs and almost completing the “Russell’s list.


In the evening there was live music near the restaurant with a quartet of long stay yachties and one of the marina employees who played and sang old rock songs. Another couple, guitar and violin, sang country songs. It was very nice but made me lose my dinner as it was started at 1900 and lasted two hours. Two bottles of liquid bread plus the guacamole I intended to accompany the main course were good enough.

23.10.16 – Sunday – When I left the marina it was overcast and raining but as the hours passed the sky cleared. For a while I was able to use sails only but then the wind died again. At 1500 I dropped anchor in Linton Bay, right by a strange looking catamaran that I am quite sure I met eight years ago on the Pacific side.


I opened the starboard engine room to check for leaks and found what seemed to be an oil leak from the new pipe Andy installed; I tightened it and it seemed to stop the leak. Thus ended this maintenance chapter which took five weeks. No fun at all and of course it is not really finished; but this is the way cruising is. After watching the group play yesterday I have in mind writing lyrics for “The Cruiser’s Maintenance Blues” to the tune of “Frankie and Johnny”.

What next? The plan that Gili would join the boat was shelved when the condition of her 93 years old mother deteriorated. I’ll leave the boat in Linton Bay marina, where the cost is half of that in Shelter Bay. In any case I would be leaving Panama on Tuesday, destination yet unknown depending on Gili’s mom health; straight home or maybe via my daughter in California. The plan is to come back at the end of December. The Pacific is on our minds…

The plug’s price is 29.99$; ROBERRY!

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