Everywhere & Everything Except Mahdee

We’re now back in Arizona for a bit with David’s father. He was in the hospital again but was released on Monday and we’re enjoying this opportunity to spend more time with him.

When we returned to Mahdee from DC, I excitedly said “great, lets do more of the main saloon!” and David said “well…I want to get Buttercup’s transmission done and over with.” So, rather than work on Mahdee’s main saloon, David did a two day whirlwind of a transmission replacement on Buttercup. He pulled the engine and got the replacement on there faster than I could say “whaa??”. At the same time, he replaced the clutch, clutch plate, release bearing, engine seals and clutch slave cylinder. I’d ordered a clutch master cylinder rebuild kit but it didn’t arrive in time to be part of the party. So no surprise that after bleeding the clutch and all the gunk that gets moving around with that…yep…the clutch master cylinder failed. Still no rebuild kit when we left town. Hopefully when we go back (Tomorrow or Saturday at the latest) there will be a kit waiting for us in San Diego. In the meanwhile, Buttercup sits forlorn in the parking lot at the North Island Auto Hobby Shop whilst Wesley gets all the fun of driving to Mesa, AZ and playing “top car” for a bit.

Hopefully rebuilding the master cylinder will be quick so we can get some work done on Mahdee before we have to leave town again.

Mahdee has sat far too long on the mooring at Fiddlers Cove while we go gallivanting. We’ll resume the San Diego Samba upon our return this weekend but will have to put her back on the mooring for the last week of February while we go back to DC again. I’m now looking to March as the “month of Mahdee” and getting things done aboard. Time flies when we’re everywhere but aboard and doing everything except finishing out our Mahdee projects.

Back Aboard

Home again, safe and sound. Mahdee managed to suddenly grow a green grass beard along her (South-facing) port side in the 10 days we were gone. Amazing. We haven’t had to clean the hull since last October and suddenly she’s green with 3″ of grass all in 10 days!

This afternoon’s storm moving in right before sunset.

stormy sun

Too Much Time on Shore Power

You know you’ve been at the dock too long when:

All the laundry is done and because that’s strange you’re throwing the off-season stored clean clothes into the washer to “refresh them”;
You’ve had fresh meat every day of the week;
You’re no longer worried about managing boat ventilation by convection–you can turn on any fan at any time;
The same goes for heat;

and, finally, after listening to way too much music on the stereo, you have the Charlie Daniels Band “Devil went down to Georgia” running through your head all night long. Here’s a snippet of it in case you want the same experience.

Tomorrow we’ll be moving to anchor again, thank goodness.

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