The hardest part about living and blogging a life that is constantly in self-inflicted turmoil is that post-worthy come at a very rapid pace. If you don’t keep up with it, the blog posts pile up like Visa bills and suddenly you’re drowning in a glut of interesting things to write about, without the time in the bank to keep the bill collectors at bay.
So I just have to start writing again, and gloss over the lesser stories from this epic past six months. I will try to keep up better.
In the news – the engine is almost repaired! The cause of the whole overheating fiasco? Some well-meaning previous owner installed the wrong head gasket. The water jackets were completely blocked off, and three of the cylinder head bolts were missing. How it ever worked at all, I have no idea. This is just in time to cruise back to Vancouver…
Wait. Let me start again! I’ve spent the last five months living in Richmond, three of those months out of the water, with Tie Fighter in a glorified parking lot at the Shelter Island Marina boatyard. The amount of work was staggering, but I am finally finished… ok, the work will never really be finished, but at least the boat is stable and dry and improved in a hundred ways. This is good, because Miya is moving aboard as of tomorrow…
Er – ok, one more start. I have a girlfriend now! She’s moving onboard, and eventually we will be leaving on an epic sailing adventure with no set destination or schedule. The first direction is ‘south’, and from there we’ll roll with the punches…