Sail away one day at a time
Ocean has been out of the water and at the dock the past months. Lots of maintenance took place. At last the time has come to set sail eastbound.
The start was a little rocky as the autopilot had to adjust itself to the new reality and saying farewell to Valencia. After some convincing it functions as designed. The wind has been very calm. So full sail it is.
Ocean wolf has new wind scoops. They keep the simmetjes manageable.
New crew members R&R.
There should be two steel brushes on Ocean Wolf.
Despite an extensive search party they remain missing in action.
Not in the machine room, not in the crew cabin, not onder the floor or even in the bilge. Not in the toolbox, the tool closet, not with the paint supplies…
This torpedoed the plan to paint new depth markers on the anchor chain.
The quick fix would be to mark it with new tie-raps instead.
We did that before and they tend to disappear as they are being mangled by the chain.
A nights sleep provides new energy and inspiration to search some more. The challenge is provided by Occam’s razor. When it not in the obviously place it must be in a non obvious place. And there are many of those.
Eventually they turned up in the machine room. They were placed out of harms way safely tucked behind some cable duct close to the ceiling. Mystery solved.
Before arriving life was normal. But shortly after arrival Spain went into lockdown. Thus no more cruising as entering and leaving the marina is prohibited.
Due to the strictly enforced restriction leaving the boat is next to impossible. Cycling to a shop is frowned upon (apparently normal people don’t cycle thus: forbidden. )
The primary entertainment that remains is to make a careful study of the local cats.
