San Diego, new port of call

Dock Day 4 San Diego, CA
It’s so great to finally be here in San Diego. Tim and I slept in. I slept in longer and Tim decided he was going to make me coffee. Well, sometimes or most times, it seems everything takes longer on our boat. The propane was gone and Tim had to switch the canisters before coffee could be made. So making coffee this morning required a wrench in addition to the normal supplies. You landlubbers have it good, count your blessings. 

Tim and I were eager to get the work started that we have been waiting to do until we arrived here. Before the wind came up Tim wanted to hoist the new spinnaker here in our slip. He prepared everything then we hoisted it and the chute is perfect! I wish I had captured Tim’s satisfactory smile as it went up and a light breeze filled it up. We had to put it away pretty quickly as the Westerly breeze was coming on. We completed the legalities of leasing our slip and getting our keys to the marina. Then Tim set about doing the things he wanted to and I removed the dodger cover, with Tim’s help, and stuffed it down below. 

I pulled out my sewing machine, and the needed parts to set up to fix this cover that is being held together by the thread loops between the layers for fabric in some places. Jockeying this big thing around with plastic windows that don’t fold was a massive chore. I don’t think I have enough thread to get it all done. As I was repairing the stitching on a reinforcement patch on the canvas my needle broke! Darn! I have a few more. 

About 1700 we borrowed Steve and Janny’s car to go shopping. We were out of everything! Coffee, butter, milk, and other items. (We were about ready to abandon ship due to the conditions aboard; no bullet-proof coffee!?!) We went to Jo Ann Fabrics to pick up some additional supplies for me to finish the dodger repairs and then treat it with waterproofing and a UV protectant. Then it was to Trader Joe’s for all our groceries.

We unloaded all our bags into the boat and I left all the non-refrigerated items for tomorrow! We popped by Janny and Steve’s to return the key and give the some flowers & thank you card. Then we came back to get ready for bed. As I was pumping the head (flushing it), the tank gave a big thud. “Tim! I think we are full!” Without belaboring the point, we (our holding tank) was indeed full. But that meant certain poopy drama might ensue! You never never never want to fill your holding tank. We were looking everywhere to make sure we hadn’t busted a seam or popped a line. We could hear a squeezing-hissing sound from the cabinet in the head where the head vent is, I unloaded all the toiletries out of the cabinet and Tim found a hose clamp loose on the vent so he gloved up and went to work sorting out that part of the system to make sure it wasn’t going to come apart and create more excitement. Then we went to bed. You can guess we did not sleep that well wondering what may have happened under the pressure of methane. Stay tuned.