So a couple of days ago both of the toilets on the Starboard side became plugged. Now this would typically indicate not two individual blockages, but rather one blockage after the two hoses join together. The only problem with that theory is that the smallest diameter is in the pumps. So the "not so fresh" memory of the poopy Booby's poop was running through my head. After a long and stinky process I got one of the pumps open, and right there sitting in the children’s poop was one of their favorite plastic rings. So on to the second toilet, and right there jammed into the check valve was the other plastic "bling" ring. It took bleach, dish soap and couple of latherings of hand soap to reduce the smell on my hands and arms to a level just less than the natural aroma of the boat!
This morning I found that the very top batten of the mainsail was popping out. A quick lowering of the main and 10 minutes of Shannon and I working on top of the boom and the sail was repaired. Now putting the mainsail back up is not easy. And with Cassidy still sleeping after having taken the midnight to 4am shift Shannon and I tried to do it ourselves. The trick to a successful raising of the mainsail is heavy people. The further you pull the mainsail up by hand the easier the winching! Not to go into details but there are certain perks to a heavy wife. What I mean is, there would be certain perks if I had a heavy wife!! Like we could raise the mainsail up all the way by hand! :) My arm still aches from all that winching!
Looks like we should be in the Galapagos in a couple more days!
Courage
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