I gave myself 7 days off…. and started on the repairs and maintenance…
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Then greasing the autohelm … I couldn’t manage without this beauty!… |
The piece of ladder I risked life and limb for… |
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After all the engine checks, and generator checks, stern tube and packing box and rigging checks It was …. |
Time to spend 2 hours in the laundry room …. with a good book …. |
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… and then another 2 hours…. |
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August 11th, 2015|
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Have read all the recent posts today.What a journey,what a man.(yes yes,smile in a self deprecating manner,shrug your shoulders,look slightly embarrassed).Russ,you’ve always followed the beat of your own drum and this adventure of yours has always been in your heart even if you didn’t know it.Following your journey avidly and with admiration(you are totally barmy of course)
Thank you for your kind words Gary.
Having strolled through a number of small Spanish towns I can now see why you have a connection with Spain. They all walk at that excruciatingly slow pace that I recall you walking at. If memory serves, you always walked like you were heading down Main Street in Dodge City, looking for the muzzle of a rifle or the glint of a 45. I have to walk in the road to get anywhere! But I guess that is what all those three legged pigs thought too.
Seriously, thank you for the comments and encouragement 🙂
Looking good. Hopefully you’ve been able to recharge your own batteries & allow any bruises from your contretemps with the cupboard door to recover!