The good, the bad and the...smelly...
Saturday was a bit blustery on Fishers Island Sound, and the tortilla chips and salsa and salad and stuff were kind of sliding around on the cockpit table, when it occurred to me that I had never tried heaving-to with the new edition of Kukulcán, so we did, and the knot-meter read zero and the only weigh we were making was because of the 1.5 kt current. My wife looked at me with adoration, as well she should. I'm not sure how she would have looked me if the jib hadn't back-winded as I hoped, but I didn't have to find out. Saturday night, after our guests had left, we went to get some clothes out of the forward hanging locker and had to give it up as a bad (smelly) deal. I knew in a trice what it had to be, and it wasn't St Nick, No, it was the old "the holding tank overboard vent is clogged and she won't pump or vent no-how, just stink" trick. Fortunately, there was an old coffee can with nothing but a shallow layer of cooking grease in it, so after I disconnected the vent hose from the thru-hull and caught (most) of the water, and cleared the (ugh) vent, and put it back together, which isn't easy at zero dark thirty, we opened the hatches, turned on the fan and headed for home. Today, I brought the boat around and pumped and flushed the tank (and vent hose, which works like a charm, now), and all is ready for another trip with friends on Wednesday. Whew and P-U. All this after a complete system rebuild before launching this Spring. Must be a boat. Fair winds and we'll see you on the water!
Patty and Bill, O28/O40, New london, CT