This Blog is our mother's logs from her sails aboard Jofian. Our mother, Clare Holt, wrote a log every day and after her first sail to Mexico, she bought a laptop to write and save her logs. She sailed when the World Wide Web was first created, there was not as much on the Internet back then, no Wi-Fi, Internet access was very limited. I know if she were sailing today that she would be putting her logs in a Blog, so I am doing it for her. Mom’s logs to Alaska are on saillogsalaska.blogspot.com.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Thursday, September 14, 1995 - Curaco
Roy went downtown bright and early to phone his daughter Laura and wish her Happy Birthday. I went on the ten-o'clock grocery run. I was the only one on it! Told the driver I'd be ready to return in half an hour. I was ready in twenty minutes. Half an hour went by -- no bus. Forty minutes went by -- no bus. Saw Roy zipping by on the big bus. It was after eleven by the time I finally got a ride back to the marina.
After lunch, I took the laundry to the marina. For once, no one was using either washer. I only had one load. To my amazement, the water pressure was up! The water gushed into the washer, instead of dripping in one drop at a time as it usually does. By the time I'd taken my shower, the clothes were washed and rinsed and nearly ready for the dryer.
When I got back to the boat, Roy had gone into town again. He bought a new speaker for the handheld VHF. Now it works better than ever. But when he tested the new washdown pump, it quit working after a few minutes! This is really disgusting. That was a brand new pump.
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