Saturday, September 16, 1995 - Curaco

Roy tested the new washdown pump, and it worked perfectly. It's about time. Went on the ten-o'clock grocery run and bought a bunch of stuff. After we returned the groceries to the boat, we took six diesel jugs and the two water jugs to the fuel dock and filled them. Ferried them back to the boat in three trips. Nice calm day for it. Ate lunch and relaxed. I paddled around a while, and Roy installed a new blower to cool the refrigerator. A totally unexpected squall hit around 8 p.m. Gusts to 35, continual lightning flashes, thunder, and drenching rain. Wouldn't you know, we'd just brought 30 gallons of water from the fuel dock! We could have easily filled the tank with rainwater. Roy and I ran around closing portholes and hatches. Then we even got out the cockpit curtains and put them up after a fashion. They did a good job of keeping most of the rain out, even though we had them on the wrong sides. The temperature dropped ten degrees or more. It was almost cold. The wind and rain gave us a wonderful respite from mosquitoes, but it only lasted a few hours. Then we were back to dead calm and the itchies.