With not a lotta (notalotta) stuff going on and Ben reaching critical mass in the too much time off department. I decided to accompany him on the return trip too Ohio. We drove a continuous southern route covering seven states. Delays from weather (heavy rains) and traffic delays added a couple hours to the 18+ hour normal route. I always said that we would launch by a Christmas. I guess it won't be this one. OK, Everybody all together: Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
And a "Hey" to Lloyd for the comment.
The motors needed more attention than we thought regarding the weight under the valve cover and new (why not two) impellers. Robbie needed a Zen state to be one with the motors as they are finicky and need love. We decided to give him the time he needs to get it right. Ben did some reaching out on the interweb and received a response. Ben sent the reply to Robbie hopefully helping with the situation.
Back home, the backyard deer herd is doing OK with about 4 or 5 members. The cats still ignore me unless the food bowl is empty. The skies are grey. The trees are brown. Ol' (T)Rusty resides in the side driveway living a life of semi-retirement occasionally helping to assist in the transportation of goods or firewood. I picked up a book from the library. It's home. Home is where you are. It's not some damn dream about lifestyle. It's about appreciating where you are right here, right now. If you do not appreciate the here and now, how in the hell will you appreciate the there and then? It's still you existing. We get tangled up in the ain't we having more fun aspect of living. I remember a quote of Harrison Ford about life. When asked what he did between pictures, he said "Take the garbage out".
I got no photos. Here is some nostalgia pix from Mr. Peabody's WABAC machine.
And a "Hey" to Lloyd for the comment.
The motors needed more attention than we thought regarding the weight under the valve cover and new (why not two) impellers. Robbie needed a Zen state to be one with the motors as they are finicky and need love. We decided to give him the time he needs to get it right. Ben did some reaching out on the interweb and received a response. Ben sent the reply to Robbie hopefully helping with the situation.
Back home, the backyard deer herd is doing OK with about 4 or 5 members. The cats still ignore me unless the food bowl is empty. The skies are grey. The trees are brown. Ol' (T)Rusty resides in the side driveway living a life of semi-retirement occasionally helping to assist in the transportation of goods or firewood. I picked up a book from the library. It's home. Home is where you are. It's not some damn dream about lifestyle. It's about appreciating where you are right here, right now. If you do not appreciate the here and now, how in the hell will you appreciate the there and then? It's still you existing. We get tangled up in the ain't we having more fun aspect of living. I remember a quote of Harrison Ford about life. When asked what he did between pictures, he said "Take the garbage out".
I got no photos. Here is some nostalgia pix from Mr. Peabody's WABAC machine.
Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past come the thundering incompetence of two fools that started this whole fiasco. It was 2012 and I took a trip to Tejas for a few weeks to help with the boat. Little did we know.............. Little do we still know.
The Music: The Black Angels "The Boat Song"
Boats, ah boats.
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