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Background image - Jagged bluffs on the west coast of Isla del Espirito Santu

 

Saturday January 20th 2018

With the rocking, the wind humming softly in the rigging, the groaning of the boat and the slapping of occasional waves, I slept well here in Bahia San Gabriel, but was up three times during the night.  That is not a bad thing when anchored out as it pays to be aware of the surroundings.  (Image from the Mexico Boating Guide.)

The anchor alarm batteries were showing half charge, sometime after midnight, so I changed them but the replacement rechargables were dead by morning.  Good thing I was well anchored.  I'll have to test these batteries.  They may not have been fully charged, but they've been recharged many, many times and maybe they have lost capacity.

I woke up feeling refreshed for a change, dozed a while, then got up a little after five.  It is still dark and will be until about seven.  It is warm, though.  No need for the heater today.

BG is 5.5.  Go figure.  I eat beef, drink Coke, and walk less, and my BG drops.

BP is 132/77 and pulse 57 after coffee.  Systolic has been a bit high lately.  There is probably a reason, but I'll never guess.  My body is a mystery, ever changing.

My  quiet anchorage, rated highly in the Sea of Cortez guide and sheltered from the predominant Northers, turned out to be wide open to a southwest wind and swell that developed overnight. Must be the famous coromuel.   Fortunately, though, most of the the swells came head on and the rocking was a mostly a comfortable slow forward-back motion, not a bothersome quick side to side tossing.

I mentioned waking up groggy and working in the dark.  Here is an example. This morning I started my porridge and when I got to the cinnamon, I shook in a good portion seeing as this Mexican cinnamon seems weak compared to what I have at home.  Then I realized I had mistaken the black pepper for the cinnamon shaker.

I skimmed off what pepper I could and added the cinnamon.  The resulting oatmeal is interesting but not something I'll intentionally make again.

What's next?  I have a blank week ahead.  I'm living the dream. All I know is I should be headed back to Alberta by next Saturday. Last time I checked, the shuttle and Westjet had space.

I think I'll circle the islands today and maybe tomorrow, then head back. I'd like to snorkel, but have to look for a good spot.

Tuning the band, I see that eighty is wide open. Ham radio is strong out here this morning and a big change from reception in the marina.  Eighty meters is a nighttime band anyhow.

I'm listening to a coupla good ol' boys chattin' it up about everything and nothing on eighty while I wait for the weather net, and they are all well above the noise.  I'm listening to a bunch of fives and, yes, they think Trump is doing just fine.  A lot of these guys are ex-military and they have seen US foreign policy from the seamy side.   If there are any Democrats on the band, they are biting their tongues.

I have to start the inverter to make coffee and it raises hob with the ham radio but I can still hear these guys over the hash. I have yet to try transmitting on HF. I suppose I should, but am uncertain of my license status here in Mexico.

When the sun comes up, I'll either dinghy into shore or sail out beyond the bluffs to get Internet and check for messages. I still have a bit of work to do that requires contact with the outside world.

At 0635, I am seeing first light and eighty is shortening up as the sun comes our way.  I think I'll head out and circle the Islands and save the shore expedition for the afternoon.  First, though, I'm listening to the nets, starting with the Amigo Net on 4149 (USB) at 7 AM local.

Apparently there was a 6.5 earthquake 77 km from Loreto last night. No tsunami.  Weather prediction is... ooops.  As soon as my area came on, a telemetry station started upon frequency  and blanked out the report.  Basically the gist was north and NW winds up to twenty-five at night. I'll try for a better report from Sonrisa. Oops, I missed Sonrisa at 0630.

I readied to cast off and continue around the islands. Once things were stowed, and last thing before startup, I did the daily engine check and my plans changed abruptly.  There was yellow water under the engine and lots of it.

No, that is diesel fuel!  Oh, oh! I smelled diesel last night, but it was not overpowering and the boat has a bit of diesel smell anyhow.

The previous owner had mentioned an occasional drip from the fuel pump and I had not seen much accumulation under the engine before, but now, the drip pan was full.  Nonetheless that was not more than a litre, but seeing as I have few tools and this is getting worse, my day would be spent heading back to the marina for repairs, not my long awaited trip out around the islands -- and I might not be able to run the engine much if I could not find and repair the leak.  Bummer.

Then I got to thinking.  The pan has fiddle holes to the main bilge and we had been heeled over yesterday.  I wondered if there might be more in the main bilge and, sure enough, there was.  By the time I was done, two hours later, I had sponged up five gallons of fuel.

Here I was in the middle of a world famous national marine park with a serious fuel spill. I can't just throw it overboard, although many would.  By luck I had some empty gallon water jugs and filled them all.  The fuel will likely be waste.  No one wants to risk injectors and pumps with dirty fuel although if filtered it would be fine.

I'm gad it was not gasoline or I might be in heaven now or on the way, accompanied by a bunch of flying boat parts.  Diesel will burn, but is hard to ignite, will not burn easily on the surface of a puddle, and will go out oftentimes if there is no wick. Gasoline ignites quite easily and will burn without any encouragement.  Gasoline fumes are highly explosive. Diesel can be explosive, but only under very ideal conditions.

Finally I had the mess cleaned up and took another look at the engine.  My prime suspect was a fuel filter as it looked wet and had a fuel drip on it bottom.  I was about to figure how to tighten or change it and had to move a hose that was nearby to reach it better.  Hmmm. The hose was not connected to anything and when I touched it, it dripped fuel. 

Odd, I thought.  I had assumed the hose was a leftover from some project and then realised it was the return hose from the fuel rail. 

Even though it had two clamps, it had shaken off yesterday while underway.  I'm guessing someone loosened it to bleed the fuel lines and had not tightened it well after sliding it onto the nipple, or even forgot.

I put it back on, but it was hardened and wouldn't go on far, so I cut off the crimped part to expose fresh hose, put it on and clamped it well.  Now I was good to go.

I raised anchor and sailed out of the bay and around the point.  It was lunchtime when I arrived at Puerto Balena, so I found a sheltered spot in , dropped the hook, and here I am, writing.

Beautiful spot.  There is a small fishing camp near here and a few fishermen and tour boats go by and otherwise it is almost unpopulated. Pictures at eleven or whenever I get free wifi.  I have quite few.

I tried to have a siesta but I was too hyped up, so I lowered the dink to motor to shore and the outboard would not start. 

I squeezed the primer and fuel squirted out of a crack in the hose at the motor end fitting. What a coincidence, two fuel hoses leaking in one day for two entirely different reasons.  In this case, the hose had cracked near the clamp, so, again, I cut some off and re-clamped.  Then I was set and away I went.

Once near shore, I took some pictures and then returned to Baja Magic, lowered the ladder and had a swim.  The water was perfect, about the same as in Lewis Channel last fall in Desolation Sound.

I want to circumnavigate these islands and return to La Paz tomorrow, so I have to keep moving and I'd like a better place for tonight.  The wind is southwest, so the usual spots are probably not ideal.  I checked a few out as I motored up to my chosen place, Caleta Partida, the bay that separates Isla Espirtu Santu from Isla Partida with just a shallow sandbar between them.

Although this is a popular anchorage and there were several boats there, it looked too open for me and I continued on up to Ensenada El Cardonal on Isla Partida.  This cove looked more to my taste, so I sailed and motored in.  One other sailboat was there, right in the sweet spot, but there is lots of room.  I moved off a respectable distance ands dropped the hook.  Again I got a good grab right off.  I made coffee and sat down to rest.  It has been another big day.

Life is funny. It seems nothing happens for weeks and then weeks happen in a day.

It's five-thirty and I've eaten the rest of the beef and had a glass of Coke. You-alls are booming in on eighty meters.  I guess this radio does work. These guys are saying they are going to 160 meters 1888, so maybe I'll have a listen there.  Top band was a favourite and I  was net controller for the Peace County Rag Chewers Net on 1895 for years.

Now the remaining bunch have gotten to bickering, name calling and transmitting over one another.  Worse than kids.  Meanwhile the original guys are down on 1888 and sounding good.  I tried transmitting and seem to be able to do so on higher bands, but not 160 or 80.  I wonder if the tuner works.

As I went out to raise the dinghy at dusk, large fish were jumping all around and the pelicans were there also. The evening was calm, so I simply lifted the dink off the water enough I could be fairly sure that no critter would jump in and left it hanging there with no side to side or front to back restraint.  Before bed, I set the anchor alarm on the little faithful at 100 ft and set the ship's nav unit at 120ft seeing as it is 20 ft farther back from the anchor than my bunk in the forepeak.

The night was warm enough that I left a hatch open.

BP at bedtime was 107/58.

256 Steps.  (I don't always carry my phone around with me. Sometimes it is sitting on charge or placed somewhere safe when I am doing something where it might be at risk.)

Yesterday's post.

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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Sunday January 21st 2018

What did I say about side-to-side tossing, the anchor alarm almost never going off, and groping around in the dark while groggy after just waking up? 

Well that describes 0130 hours this morning on Baja Magic.

I had been up several times already, checking things, and I moved from bed to couch and back a time or two, napping, enjoying the warm evening, and marveling at the stars.

Here in the edge of the Tropics the sky is different from home, a few hundred miles south of sixty degrees.

The swells had picked up after dark, and there was creaking but each time I checked, the boat was close to where it had been all evening. Now, at 0130, though, the motion was different.  We were tossing corner to corner, not violently, but noticeably.

I woke up, got up, checked the GPS, and saw we had swung around -- a lot.  As I watched the ship's alarm went off and after double checking that we had just swung I reset it. Then I went up top to see what was creaking.  The dinghy was swinging wildly side to side  on its long lines.

In the dark, I hauled it up to reduce the swing andchange the resonance and tied it to the pushpit and returned below, turned on the lights and decided to stay up a while.  I'm quite enjoying the night.  The odd motion does not bother me.

At 0207, the ship's drag alarm went off again.  The handheld has not triggered once.  I wondered if the GPS error level is higher on the ship's unit, causing false alarms when satellites are lost.  Checking the satellite pages, though, does not reveal much difference that I can discern.

Nonetheless, this is the most helter-skelter night for moving back and forth around the anchor and changing motion I can recall, ever.  The Sea of Cortez is proving to not be much like the Salish Sea in many ways beyond the obvious, expected differences.

I'm really not too worried about dragging.  It is just a fascination.  Worst case, storms excluded, I'd get stuck on a sandbar and then be lifted off in the morning by a rising tide and escape, provided I did not stay past noon..

 I think I'll go back to bed, but I'll turn off that overeager alarm first.

I stayed up a bit longer and my handheld finally complained about dragging. We've covered a lot of ground tonight.

I went back to bed, but the wind turned gusty and attracted my attention a few more times. 

Additionally, I'm amazed at how much water I eliminate overnight lately.  It must add up to a gallon.  I should measure some night. I wonder if it comes from eating a carb diet, even if they have mostly been slow carbs (or are they?). 

Watching myself in store windows as I pass, I see I have a distinct potbelly.  I recall that when I cut back on carbs years back, I dropped several pounds and eliminated a lot of the water I was carrying.  I have been buying canned beans and eating tostados and maybe the beans are overcooked and of course the tostados are corn flour and oil.  Maybe I need to get back to my old ways.  I've had trouble finding the ingredients here, though.

At seven, I got up for the day and made some eggs.  I turned on the ham radio and found a southern US Sunday morning ragchew net.  Some old guys are telling tales and the topic today is car troubles.  It makes for pretty good listening and is more educational than NPR.

As I sit here, the boat is swinging wildly around the anchor and heeling from time to time.  Reminds me of the night I spent holed up in Sea Otter Cove.  I don't think I'm going anywhere for a while although there may be more sheltered spots not too far downwind.

When I anchored here my one reservation was the low land to the east and my position in the gap.  In places like this if the wind is from the north or south and there is shelter to the north and south and openings eat and west, gusts will come through the opening to the east and then, with a delay, the west alternately twisting the boat around -- just like this.  That was my concern with Caleta Partida last evening and why I gave it a pass.

The day may calm.  If not, I'll poke my nose out anyhow but may avoid wide open water and delay my return.  We'll see.

I tuned to sonrisa net at just after 730 and missed the beginning, but arrived in time to hear that the day will be cooler, maybe reaching seventy fahenheit and windy, but the sonrisa location is north of here. As I recall, they do detailed weather later into the net.

The detailed weather was hard to catch, but I gathered that la Paz will have a warm day and winds up to thirty from the NW but more like twenty.  If so, I'll be running downwind and that should be quite comfortable

I heard a boat 'OKY' check in from a cove on nearby Espirutu Santo and say he is going back to La Paz today so maybe conditions are not all that bad out there. Light gales don't usually worry me, but I'm new here and still learning this boat and its surprises. This a stout boat, but still new to me.

Looking out to the west, I see a cruiser out there and cruisers don't handle rough conditions comfortably, so maybe this gusty stuff is local to this tunnel. 

Meantime it is quite nasty here as the boat twists and turns in the alternating gusts and strong gusts catch the boat abreast.  It is quite calm between gusts, while the winds outside are balanced.  Then powerful gusts come through as the wind outside on one side or the other experiences a lull.  Wind can be amplified when funneled through gaps.

I went on deck and measured the wind.  The highest was 26 knots, but that one was not the worst we'd had this morning by far.

Remembering Estevan Point at 35 knots, I decided to go for it and ran out of the cove.  The wind was twisty and i ran under only a half jib.  I got out and rounded the point heading north with the intention of rounding the end of the Island and running down the other side.  As I approached the point, though, the wind stiffened and even under one third jib, I was starting to wonder.

The saying is if you are wondering if you should shorten sail, you probably should have. 

I decided it was to gnarly even for me, and I started thinking of turning back, and realized I was in a bit of a quandary.  Rounding the point, had I felt it safe, would not have been much of an issue, although I would have to jibe the jib, but I was close to the wind and if I turned away from the wind, I'd expose my flank to the gusts, potentially being knocked down as I turned.  I could also let fly the jib to depower it and risk tearing it. 

Being knocked over (a bit) in a boat like this is not as bad as it sounds.  These boats stand right back up and hold their course.  They are amazing that way, but things get thrown around inside and there is a chance of some water in the cockpit and losing things if they are not tied down.

I was not worried about either, everything was cool and Auto was managing the helm very nicely, but hate a mess, so I let fly the jib and made my turn. The flapping of the jib in the wind for those few moments was violent enough to remove the stitching from the lower hem so I need to have that fixed, but the sail held, and once turned downwind, we rode fast and easily with the wind and waves.

From there it was just a matter of time until we reached La Paz, thirty sea miles away.  At the six to nine knots we were making surfing waves, I estimated an ETA around two.

Running downwind is not as fun as it sounds as the boat wallows, then surfs and keeping the sail full can be in issue if the wind is directly aft as it was today, but I was able to let Auto handle it and to take pictures and read.

I arrived around two and was pretty well knackered.  All that wind and sun and tossing and turning wears after awhile and I had been on watch for six hours and had a bad night of interrupted sleep. I was happy to stay in the boat and write and tidy.  I tried napping, but am still too keyed up and that reminds me another reason I drank sometimes (not that I am in the least tempted).  Sometimes I drank to get down off a high like this. 

At the moment I am writing and looking at pictures to digest the past weeks. They have been very full weeks.

The wind is howling, even in here deep in the sheltered marina.  The boat rocks occasionally and grinds against the fenders..  As good as it was out there, I'm happy to be here tonight to rest up and recover from 'way too much fun.

1,610 steps.

Yesterday's post.

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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Monday January 22nd 2018

Today A mix of sun and cloud. Wind southwest 20 km/h gusting to 40 becoming light this afternoon. High plus 2.
Tonight A few clouds. Low minus 12.

I got up at 0620, feeling refreshed.  I slept well, but did get up twice during  the night.

BG is 5.8.  BP is 136/79 (after coffee). Pulse 79.

I have a flood of fresh experiences to digest -- strange language, customs and laws, strange place names, strange places, unfamiliar waters, new weather patterns,  untried boat, questionable charts, unknown dangers. I plan to take it easy today and re-organise my thoughts and my boat and do chores, including clean the bilge. I have decided to return to Swalwell Saturday and must reserve the shuttle and a flight.

Although I got most of the fuel out of the bilge, I see a bit remains. The design of this boat is such that I do not have access to every nook and cranny, so the method is to add bilge cleaner, a benign detergent that is designed for the job and smells nice, and water, then to use the boat normally.  The boat's motion sloshes the solution around and then it is pumped out at some point.

The sail needs stitching and I'd like to alter the bimini a bit, too, so I can see the masthead.

Well, I did it.  I booked the shuttle and the flight home. I leave here Saturday at 1100 and fly from SJD at 1505, arriving at YYC at 1942.  It's done  Back the cold, the snow and short days.

I walked over to the tienda and got some bilge cleaner and then poured some into the bilges and added water. In the process I discovered that the automatic pump does not come on until the water is almost up to the floor.  By then there is six inches in the hull. Hmmmm.

I played around with that a while and rinsed down the cabin sole while I was at it.  I cleaned out the bilge pump filter several times and considered myself lucky since this bilge was amazingly free of lint and debris for a boat whose owner had a dog.  The dog is a poodle, though, and they shed much less than others.

Beneteaus use a diaphragm water pump for a bilge pump, not the normal centrifugal pumps most boats use.  diaphragm pumps are sensitive to hair and debris so they must have a filter inline.  That is a good idea and a bad idea since if the bilges are dirty, the filter clogs and the pump stops pumping when a centrifugal pump would just keep pumping, water, dirt and all. I have seen this crop up before and spent a half-hour cleaning filters one time when a water tank leaks in a boat I was delivering.

I then went over and got a spring for the stern shower and made it fit.  Seeing as the water hose was set up I rinsed the salt off the boat and filled the forward tank.

Now that some diesel has been used (or spilled) from the starboard stern fuel tank and since I have been using water from the starboard stern water tank, I notice the boat is becoming almost level side to side.  Being a carpenter, the kilter, slight as it was, bothered me.

Then I contacted a sailmaker to sew the genoa hem and to alter the bimini.  He will come by  sometime before I leave and give me a quote, then work on the project while I am gone.

Then I heard from Doug and Pam.  They'll come over one day for another sail.

How is my Spanish coming?  It isn't.  I hit the point where suddenly things go backwards, but I am going easy on myself and waiting until I'm ready.  With so much strangeness, and being challenged constantly, I figure it will all work out in time.  In the meantime, people are nice to me and tolerate my incomprehension.  It's in some way like being a kid again and only understanding bits of conversation.

I got a lot done today, but it does not feel much like it.

I'm still a bit hyper from the adventure but I am somewhat rested up.  

An uninterrupted nights' sleep, if one ever comes, will help.

I had noticed some time ago that the house batteries get hotter than I think they should and decided to take closer look.  It turns out one of the two gets hotter than the other and has a ballooned end (left  I'll have to consult with the battery guy tomorrow.  This could be serious.  If a battery decides to short out internally, there is a lot of energy there that could cause a fire.

I was rooting through the stern lockers this afternoon and looked at the watermaker for the first time. This evening, I decided to research watermakers to decide if it is worth using -- if it works.  It came installed in a locker and has been out of service for unknown years.

The boat was outfitted to spend weeks offshore and a watermaker is a worthwhile thing to have out there, but in here where good fresh water us available cheaply?  Not so much.

Although I assume the membrane was pickled properly, conflicting posts on forums suggest a pickled membrane can remain good in storage from only one year, to eight. I'm hoping for eight.  Membranes cost $US439 + shipping, tax, etc... and I wonder if replacing one would be worth it.

I pay $1.25 for 5 gallons of drinking water every few days, and it is easy to get here at the marina, so it would take me years to pay for replacement membrane just to make drinking water.

I don't know what the dock water I use for washing, etc. (not potable) costs me.

At this point, it is mostly a curiosity and if I don't plan to use it, maybe I should take it off and sell it on eBay as it is taking up space in the locker.  Maybe I'll try it out sometime and see if the membrane is still good.  That is a project for sometime when I have a day to spare.

When I went to my bunk in the forepeak, I noticed the floor mat was damp and, sure enough, just like the last time I filled the forward tank (which is under the bunk) there was water on top of the water tank when I looked and it had run down to the floor.

I had been told the water was nothing to worry about by the previous owner when I asked, but I am chasing bugs and fixing every little thing, so I sponged off the water and found the sight gauge is not sealed well.  Bad silicone job, it seems.  That should be an easy fix.

These ruminations kept me busy until I decided to quit and go to bed at 2200. 

2,158 strps.

Yesterday's post.

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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Tuesday January 23rd 2018

Today Mainly sunny. High minus 3.
Tonight Partly cloudy. Low minus 9.

I slept soundly for the most part, but was up briefly overnight again twice. Come morning, roused by one of those weird black and white dreams that morphs from one improbable and boring situation, to another I rolled over and looked at my phone.  5:00, it said, and that was an hour early for the eight hours I had planned on, but, tired of that dream, I got up. 

For some reason, I turned on CBC Calgary on my phone, just in time for the 5 AM news.

I wonder why I listen to the news.  Much of it is conjecture, irrelevance, foolishness, and propaganda, but once in a while there is something of interest.  Today there was...

The lead was a 7.9 earthquake in Alaska overnight, with a tsunami warning issued for the entire west coast of B.C. (B.C. in this case being British Columbia, not Baja California) and warnings to get off and away from the water on all of the BC coast, including Victoria, and I assume, Sidney and Powell River.

Hmmmm.  I have friends and two boats on the BC coast.  I also wondered if the wave could come this far south.  After all, I am currently on a boat on the west coast, albeit far away and well around the inside tip of Baja California in a protected bay.

The news then carried on with other stories, so I switched to the Victoria CBC and learned that the warning was over and the morning show host was interviewing mayors from Island west coast communities.  While it was of passing interest in Calgary, it was all anyone could talk about west of the rocks.

BG is 6.2. BP is 125/76. Pulse is 58.

The wind here is howling in the rigging and the boat is horsing around in the slip.  I added extra dock lines yesterday to pull the boat off the dock to stop the fenders from squeaking but the boat still does move a bit and rocks gently from time to time.  It's pleasant, actually.

I'm still learning about the weather here.  I had heard about the Northers and how they go on for days with strong, gusty winds, but tended to discount the stories.  Now I am seeing that hiding out from them is not all that easy and that the coves on islands and even marinas are affected enough that the winds can be annoying.

Being out in a Norther the other day was not scarey, but I probably did not experience the worst of one.  The last night I spent at anchor was instructive, though.  In future, I'd consider measuring the chain I put out more carefully to limit swing and maybe get a kellet and deploy a stern anchor to keep from horsing so wildly.  I am not complaining or worried, just thinking...

I have some work to do on the boat and I need tools.  I asked one of the shops and was told that Fix is the place and got the directions to go there. It is up by Soriana.

Mid-morning I started for town on foot.  I got as far as El Molino and the kayak adventures shack and called Uber.  I enjoyed the walk, but my goal was to get to Ferre Mar, not wear myself out walking, and Ferre Mar was still long way off.

As I walked, I notice that some folks walked a lot faster than I. At one time everyone complained about how fast I walked. Times have changed.  Can I change them back?  Do I want to? I can walk miles in  Birkenstocks, but they are not shoes for fast walking and these are  the only shoes I have here.  I am contemplating buying some hiking shoes or boots for the desert.  There are snakes and scorpions out there I am told.

Uber dropped me at Ferre Mar and they don't have the gauge I thought I might have seen there, so another Uber whisked me off to Lopez Marine. 

Nope, no gauge, but I did see an anchor swivel which I have been thinking to be a good idea.  When the boat circles the way it did the other night, the chain gets twisted and jumps on the gypsy.  I want to research it a bit before buying, though.

I then walked down to Sea Mar and bought some sealer, having given up on buying a gauge and wanting simply to seal the tank using the old gauge cap.  I also got new bolts for the BBQ mount which Rob had returned after heating and turning out the old ones. Next Uber took me to Fix. 

I found Fix to be an interesting cross between the old Baja hardware store concept where everything is securely behind a counter and must be brought out, and the modern North American consumer smorgasbord where all items are laid out where you can touch (and conceivably steal) them.  In this store everything was laid out as in a Canadian store, but shoppers are accompanied by a employee who is necessary since everything is clamped onto the shelf or rack and must be released with a nutdriver.

This store had everything I needed and I spent $2,697 on tools.  Mexicans use '$' as the sign for pesos which take some getting used to.

My purchase actually came to the equivalent of $179 CAD, which is mucho diñero to a cheapskate like me -- until I consider the labour cost and inconvenience of simple jobs if I have to hire someone -- or the cost of not doing them.

I did not have enough cash, so I took out a credit card.  We tried three times, but the communication failed.  We tried another card and then I walked to the nearby bank and got pesos and walked back.

Since I was mere blocks from the Soriana Hiper out on Forjadores and needed groceries and a few other items, I left my purchases at Fix and caught Uber over to Soriana and back.  My second Uber driver brought me back to Marina Palmira and I discovered that regardless of the original destination requested changes can be made and the fee will be adjusted accordingly.

I lugged my booty to the boat and unpacked it. Then I rested a while and repaired the tank leak by gluing the cover back on.  The sealer (3M 4200, not silicone) sticks to everything, so it should do the trick.

I had a shower in Baja Magic's bathroom/shower and wrote a bit.

Next, bed at nine.

Fit says I walked 8,693 steps today and I realized that simply walking is not enough.  I need to look at how I walk.

I did hit the hay at nine and had slept an hour and a half when my phone rang. It never rings long enough for me to find and answer it but caller ID worked this time and I called back.  It was Austin wondering if I happened to be on the west coast (of Canada) and could drop by Cow Bay to check on his boat which reports from the caretaker said was sitting low in the water. Yes, I'm on the west coast, but too far away to be any help.  We had a good chat then I went back to bed.

8,824 steps.

Yesterday's post.

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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Wednesday January 24th 2018
Eleven Months until Christmas Eve

Today Cloudy. Becoming a mix of sun and cloud near noon. High plus 2.
Tonight Mainly cloudy. Low minus 7.

I woke up at 0430 and got up feeling fairly wide awake and realizing that I bought too much food again. I only have three more full days here before I go home.  I'll have to give some away.

This morning is cool, so I put on some heat.   The Caribbean, this is not.  I don't recall ever being cold there.  Too hot, yes, but never cold.

My plans for the remaining days?  Friday afternoon, I'll have to spend getting ready to go, and Saturday, I leave here around ten.  So, I'll work backwards from that.  Basically, I have today, tomorrow and half of Friday to do any sailing and repairs I want to get done. That is three and a half days. This morning will be spent doing odds and ends.

The main cabin light over the table has been a bit dim and it occasionally flickered then went bright for a while.  I had bought a new bulb earlier, but the new one was dimmer than the original, so, this morning I finally pulled the fixture down and measured the voltage. 

It was half what it should be, so obviously there was a bad connection somewhere and could be anywhere.  To start, I pulled the wall switch out and tightened the terminal screws and presto,! the light is back to full brightness.  One more thing is done.

Today, my plan is to filter the fuel jugs from the bilge spill and resolve the battery issue. I expect the batteries need replacing, but I don't have to replace the batteries now since I will disconnect them before leaving, but I want to have a plan. 

hen there is a pile of little things to do. I have a list that gets longer and longer, but now I have tools and can begin working on whittling down the list.

Before I leave, I want to go out again for an overnight, and I'm itching to go.  My neighbours slipped away today at noon, headed for the islands, but we'll see how the time holds up. i have this list of things to do, but frankly I could ignore it for the most part.  I have so far. As for anything important, though I should do it now.  I don't like to leave anything important to last minute in case the Fickle Finger of Fate intervenes. and I don't like to find myself under impossible last minute pressure.

*    *    *    *    *

This turned out to be quite a day.  I wandered over and recruited Will, the tech guy, to come look at my batteries and wind instrument. 

After a while, he showed up and put the scope on the line from the masthead.  He could not see any signal so it seems the masthead transducer is kaput.  Transducers are $600US++ and there is no guarantee that getting one will fix the issue. 

One of the batteries has been getting hot as long as I have been on the boat so he tested both. That warm one is down to about 20% of new and the other shows less than half capacity.  Time for  new batteries, I guess, but we simply disconnected the warm one for now.  It was not doing much except drawing power and warming the cabin.  As for battery capacity when I was out for the two nights, I never noticed any lack of power.  The solar panels are wonderful and reduce the need for large battery capacity.  Nonetheless, I should buy new batteries, I think.

I had a very pleasant nap, then decided I should continue to look into batteries. Will and I had decided to go to flooded golf cart batteries since they  are the most rugged and long-lasting sort, and the cheapest.  I had to confirm they would fit under the bunk, though, since they are taller. 

By the time I had decided to go, it was four already but when I asked Rob, he said, yes, I would be wise to visit the dealers and price the batteries.  I wanted to keep tomorrow free as it is my last chance to go overnight cruising before Saturday, so I Ubered to Plantas Solares and spent some time with a very helpful gentlemen and then walked to uibricantes Penninsulares, another dealer, and again was treated very well.  Uber then took me back to my boat.

I cannot believe how helpful and friendly people are here and how they take time for me.  I feel like I am a kid again.  I don't follow conversations very well and people have to explain everything to me  -- and they do, most gladly.

Once back home on Baja Magic, I decided to cook the T-bone steak I had bought, now that the barbeque mount is fixed.  However, when I tried to install the mount, I found that I had no good place to locate it and I cooked the steak at dusk on a barbeque balanced on the coaming.  

After the last two Mexican steaks I had tried, I had little hope, but this T-bone was excellent and tender.

I noticed a friend had called while I was up top barbequing and called him back. Sometimes my phone rings and sometimes it doesn't, bit I do get a notification, sometimes with a caller ID if I am lucky. Phone service here is variable, but generally good.

He had noticed a Facebook post of mine and it reminded him to give me a call. I also think he was a bit on edge as he is having his prostate removed tomorrow and the operation has become more complex than originally planned, now taking four hours, two surgeons, a possible blood transfusion, and months of recovery.  Wow.

There are much less intrusive but slightly less certain options, but he chose the full meal deal.  I'd be edgy, too.  He is younger than I.

Then I spent some time researching anchor swivels. When retrieving the anchor after the gusty night I had noticed the chain was twisted from the circling motion (right) and that makes it jump on the wildcat.  Swivels help the chain untwist, but have their weaknesses.

I check out swivels every so often and am always doubtful after reading the horror stories of swivel failures, but still tempted each time I get a chain knot or come back from a trip where the chain was jumping on the wildcat.  After all that study, though, I think I'll just spend a little time next time I anchor unwinding it, but this is one of those topics where I have one opinion one day and the opposite the next.

My decision?  I'm just going to run all the chain out when I have time and straighten it as it comes in.

Somehow, I walked 3,362 steps today.  Maybe the number is not great, but I paid more attention to my stride and posture.

My neighbours still have not brought the filter by so the fuel still waits in jugs

Life must be good.  I have not watched Netflix or Amazon for weeks now and the prospect is unappealing.  Maybe on the flight home...

I sometimes -- when I think about it -- rate my mental state by how much artificial vicarious adventure I watch.  I'm talking about Netflix and Amazon...

If I am watching a lot of video, I figure I am either ill or bored or otherwise off-track to a degree proportionate to the time spent.  When I am not interested at all in such diversions and even find the prospect unattractive compared to just sitting, thinking -- or not thinking -- I figure I am in the Zone. 

I must be in the Zone now, but when I am really, really up and involved, I don't even have time for this diary.  Have you noticed a few pages missing?

3,377 steps.

Yesterday's post

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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Thursday January 25th 2018

Today Sunny. Increasing cloudiness this morning then 30 percent chance of flurries this afternoon. Fog patches dissipating this morning. Wind becoming northwest 20 km/h gusting to 40 this afternoon. High minus 3.
Tonight Mainly cloudy with 60 percent chance of flurries. Wind northwest 20 km/h gusting to 40. Low minus 10.

I woke up at 0430.  That gave me only about six hours sleep, but with my nap, it seems enough, so I got up.  I'm still getting up several times during the night but have not given up hope that things will go back to 'normal'.  My long-lasting cold has now cleared up almost 100%

What is normal?  I get aches and pains and then they disappear and something else comes long.  Right now, my left hand has been a bit stiff and painful, with hints of carpal tunnel, possibly originally from pulling ropes, but it is now seemingly continuous. It could also be from how I type.  An older male cousin had to have a finger removed because it curled in uncontrollably.  My fingers don't curl.  The little one and its neighbour are just stiff and a bit painful if I close my hand fully, but who knows?

A few years back, my right hand was giving me grief and I had a trigger finger. That's disappeared.  About that time, my shoulders were killing me, especially the left one. That is no longer the case. Fighting with the snowblower might have been part of that problem, but cranking winches on the sailboat was difficult.  No longer.

Today, I am in an in-between state.  My departure is approaching, so I am torn between finishing up tasks like the batteries and going out to a beach somewhere.

I wrote to the battery place and did not hear back, so I cleaned out the lockers on the boat.  One of them has a life raft that is ten years out of date.  Getting a liferaft restocked, tested and recertified is not cheap and what is more useless than a liferaft that fails right when you need it.  A new raft costs a few thousand and recertification costs almost a grand but no one does them locally, so I donated it to a going away party Saturday night at the Marina Palmira pool.

I'll miss the party because I leave in the morning, not having known about the party in advance. I imagine the assembled group will have fun throwing it into the pool, watching it blow itself up and playing with it -- assuming it does not fall apart as some have been reported to do due to the glues aging in the heat.

Around noon I got itchy to leave and cast off the dock lines.  I motored out to the channel and raised sail.  Things went well until the autopilot once again took me through the wind and turned me toward the sandbar. 

When on Autopilot, regaining control takes a bit since I have to disengage the drive and that is down at foot level, so when this happens, I put on a bit of a show, turning around and back and I often have to start the engine to power out of the turns. (Gotta fix that autopilot!)

As it happened, the harbour patrol boat came by about then and gave me a good looking over.  I waved.

Once back in control, I sailed out, checked out on the VHF in Spanish, and sailed out into the bay. The wind was right on the nose, so I had to tack and because it was gusty and turny, sometimes switching directions abruptly, my route (right) was a bit peculiar.

I reached my destination, motored around Isla Lobos to look at the pelicans, then into Caleta Lobs. 

There was one boat there already and I anchored an decent distance away.  The winds were gusting offshore and I wondered if I would have another night of twisting and rocking, and decided going ashore would be unwise.  If the dinghy lost power, I'd be swept offshore, so I stayed aboard.

It was supper time anyhow and after supper, I found I was tired and went to bed.  The ride up had been a hard upwind ride, with the boat heeled right over much of the time.

I got up for a while later and then went back and slept. Being out in the wilds, even a few miles, is relaxing

I watched the battery voltage and current with interest since I have disconnect one. I was pleased to see that the battery held up well.

The boat did not move much, and the anchor alarm was not triggered.

2,012 steps.

Yesterday's post

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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Friday January 26th 2018

Today A mix of sun and cloud. Becoming cloudy this afternoon with 60 percent chance of flurries late this afternoon. Wind northwest 20 km/h gusting to 40. High minus 9.
Tonight Cloudy with 60 percent chance of flurries this evening then partly cloudy. Wind northwest 20 km/h gusting to 40 becoming light this evening. Low minus 18.

I'm up for the day at five. The winds stayed calm overnight, but I was up a few times during the night as is my custom when at anchor. 

BG is 6.6 BP is 129/73.

How Much Sleep Do I Really Need?

I still seem to be eliminating a lot of liquid at night and I'm now thinking I am consuming a lot more salt than usual due to a changed diet and eating canned food and tostados, etc. My BP has been up, too. Maybe that is it.

I now have twenty-seven hours left until I catch the shuttle to SJD and I'm about two hours from my marina at the moment. 

I planned to spend some time here at Caleta Lobos and maybe go ashore, but I'm starting to think I should get back.  It usually takes me four hours to pack and I have an appointment with the sailmaker tomorrow morning that will take an hour or two.  Allowing time to get to the terminal early, I am down to eighteen and I'll sleep probably six, leaving twelve, so I could stay here all day, I guess.  For that matter, I can do much of the packing here.  Nonetheless, I get antsy as departure time approaches and I'll be pulling up anchor soon.

Howcum I am seeing my cell phone apps updating like crazy lately?  It seems that when ever I am off wifi, I get fifteen or twenty lined up to update and when I am on wifi, I am sure that they are working away changing themselves and doing who knows what.

I am sure those updates are eating up my data for their own purposes and most 'updates' are not doing me any good.  Any apps I have on my phone worked just fine when I installed them or I would have dumped them.

One particularly annoying example of an update that ruined an app is CBC radio. Until today, I could choose which city I listen to.  That option seems to have disappeared today. Damn!

I decided that much of what I can do in La Paz at the dock, I can do here at Caleta Lobos, so will stay a while longer.

*    *    *    *

I returned to my slip at Marina Palmira around two and found I have a new neighbour.  I gather the people from Quebec are gone for a few days. These folks are from the Tucson area.

I did odds and ends, then decided to wash the salt off the stainless and generally clean the boat exterior.  Looking for supplies at the tienda, brushes were 1500 pesos+, and I had seen the same brush at Sea Mar for half that, so I summoned Uber and took a trip down and back and saved about $20, even after the cost of the ride.

I washed the boat, finishing just after dark and got to chatting with the new arrivals.  The were commenting on how many Canadians are down there and especially Albertans.  On a whim, I asked if, by chance, they had come across my friend Don who is down in the Sea somewhere.  He was supposed to have written me, but hadn't.  The neighbour couldn't recall until I mentioned Linde, Don's wife and then he said, oh, yes, he and his wife had gone hiking with them several days ago farther up the coast. Down here people make new friends instantly and often never learn last names.  Small world.

I still have packing to do, but it is bedtime.

2,925 steps.

Yesterday's post

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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Saturday January 27th 2018

Today Mainly cloudy. Periods of light snow beginning this afternoon. High minus 13.
Tonight Periods of snow ending overnight then partly cloudy. Local amount 5 cm. Wind becoming north 20 km/h gusting to 40 after midnight. Low minus 16.

I woke up, refreshed at 0455.  I have five hours until I need to be leaving and lots to do

BG is 6.7. BP is 119/78. Pulse 78.  Hmmm. Why the high pulse rate?

First, I need to pack. Then I am expecting the sailmaker to come by.  Packing is a matter of deciding what to take and what to leave and how to remember what I left so I won't duplicate it on the return. Usually, I just photograph what I am leaving behind, so I threw my laundry on the floor and took a shot, then bagged it.

Daniel showed up a half-hour after I expected him and we pulled out the sails and discussed what to do.  By the time we were done I had ordered $1,200 worth of work, but what the heck?  Now is the time to do it with the full future ahead, not after suffering without.

Then I had the covers to put on, tidying to do, the toilet to pickle so the pump would store well, and the dinghy had to go on deck since Arturo had not called back.

I finished everything by the last minute and went to summon Uber, but found the data had dropped out on my phone.   That was strange, but I walked over to a nearby cab and caught a ride to the bus terminal.

The trip over was pretty chatty this time for a change.  We arrived right on time and I went to the gate only to find the flight was shown as delayed on  the board. Meantime, my flight was actually boarding at another gate and I only discovered that when I went to ask if there was Westjet lounge to wait in.

         
Cabo San Lucas (SJD)                                                             Swalwell                    

I got to the gate and we boarded, then a little over four hours later, I stepped out into minus twenty in Calgary and caught my waiting cab.  In Airdrie, I started the van, drove to the Superstore, bought groceries, and drove home.  The driveway snow ruts and banks were little changed from when I left three weeks ago, except for a new covering of about six inches.

Carolyn had turned up the heat earlier so the Old Schoolhouse was warm when I arrived about twelve hours from the time I stepped off the boat.  I unpacked the groceries, read the mail and pigged out on berries and nuts, two items I had missed in La Paz. 

I was in bed by eleven-thirty.

6,475 steps.

Yesterday's post

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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Sunday January 28th 2018

Today Increasing cloudiness this morning. Wind northwest 20 km/h gusting to 40 becoming light this morning. High minus 15. Wind chill minus 29 this morning.
Tonight Mainly cloudy with 60 percent chance of flurries. Wind up to 15 km/h. Low minus 20 with temperature rising to minus 14 by morning. Wind chill minus 27.

I woke up around five, dozed until six and got up.  I had slept soundly, only getting up once in the night. I was stiff. On the scale, I found I weigh 214, the same as when I left and that was a surprise.

BG was 7.2! BP 132/85 Pulse 64.

I spent the morning catching up at the desk.  I called Fen and she called back top say they are having a concert at The Carstairs Museum today at two, featuring blues artist Tim Williams.  Definitely worth taking in.

I drove over and arrived to find we had a full house. There were fifty-one there on this very cold winter's day.  That's a big turnout for this largely unknown series in a small country location.

Tim did not disappoint.  He is a top blues guitarist and his work can be heard on recordings with many of the big names inn the blues world.

My studded snow tires make winter driving easy. The only concern is deep snow or slush that will pull the vehicle around a bit or break traction with he surface, or black ice.  Although they do grip on ice, it is possible to skid.

After the show, Fen, Maddy, Max, Roger, Sharon and I went to the local restaurant for supper.

I returned home, checked airfares to La Paz and Sudbury and see they have doubled since I last looked.  I'll have to see if there is a sale in the next while.  I'm undecided where and when.

I wrote an email or two and did laundry and it is already 2105 . I'll hit the hay momentarily. 

I'm curious why I slept better here last night than on the boat.  Could be I was tired.  Could be the altitude, could be all the nuts and berries I ate. Could be anything.  Can I repeat it and improve on it tonight? My cold seems to be gone and congestion has not been a problem lately.

3,298 steps.

Yesterday's post

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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Monday January 29th 2018

Today Mainly cloudy. Wind becoming south 20 km/h gusting to 40 this afternoon. High zero. Wind chill minus 25 this morning.
Tonight Mainly cloudy. 30 percent chance of showers late this evening and after midnight. Wind south 20 km/h gusting to 40 becoming northwest 50 gusting to 80 after midnight. Low minus 5.

I got up at 0624. Sleep was deep until after midnight, then light.  I could have slept better, but no sense going on about it.

BG is 6.5 and BP 116/79. Pulse 59.  Weight 216.4.  Up 2.4 lbs since yesterday?

My plan today is to continue with the deskwork and organising, but first I'll waste some time on Facebook, reading 'news', and writing here.

Most of what you’re going to read today is pointless.

I mentioned learning Spanish some time back and made a run at it, using several apps and an audio book.  What is interesting is that I reached saturation and found I needed a holiday from it.  In fact, I seemed to be unlearning.  Words I knew grew strange.

If It’s Important, Learn It Repeatedly

This apparent backsliding does not alarm me.  It is part of the process.  Two steps forward and one step back.  As we turn things around in our minds, we see different sides and familiar things appear strange.  That's natural. I spent time the last three weeks immersed in the Spanish environment and was like a child, catching a word here and there and not knowing the context or the denotations that a native speaker would grok instantly or the associations that come with every word and phrase.

Language is very deep and merely knowing definitions is merely a beginning. Moreover, the meaning of everything is highly personal although we have ways of communicating the social context to share.

Imagine taking a magazine from today back twenty years like in Back to the Future.  What would even the smartest people make of much of it?  Many words and the meaning of common words and what they are discussing is either new or changed and the new meanings are not explained because "everyone knows". People magazine and fashion mags may be the  exception.

 Pesticide Levels in Conventional Produce

Allen, I notice when you miss the diary for a few days. I have been beekeeping for 10 years, and I can't remember when I got into the habit of following your diary. Even though you seldom mention bees lately, I still find your life interesting enough to follow. I am mechanically inept, and am always impressed with those who have the interest and drive to figure out how things work and be able to fix them. That theme, and your ongoing work at staying healthy keeps my attention.

In a recent post you mentioned walking boots for the desert. That raised my curiosity, and from my quick google search I deduced that the common conclusion folks came to was that they needed to be sandproof and light. Some people were recommending military surplus as a good value. I like military surplus stuff. Footwear is such a personal thing, that you may come to a different conclusion. When I was a kid, eldest of five without much money, the only clothing item my mother wouldn't compromise on was footwear. She insisted we had good shoes, and had our feet measured and shoes fitted in a store. Nobody measures feet these days.

I remember desert boots.  As I recall, they were a soft suede boot with soft foam soles and low rise.

Also, your boating reminded me of a book I enjoyed reading years ago about a guy discovering himself as he went back to Newfoundland with his aunt. I don't know if you read much, but I found this book both funny and moving -- The Shipping News

I have it here somewhere.  My wife raved on about it.  I'll have to look.

I somehow imagined I'd get active today by noon, but it was mid-afternoon before I went outside to try to start the tractor.  It was still bitterly cold out and it would not start.  I tried ether with no luck and was called in by the phone. After ba while I went back out and it started, so I cleared the drive until dark.  Did not quite finish.

I have tons of research and ordering to do and that kept me busy after supper until now at 2100, I am calling it a day.

I've been feeling a bit 'off'. I had a bit of headache, my nose was running, and I have a feeling that a cold may be coming on.  If so, this will be the second cold caught on the return from Mexico.  Maybe there is a message there.  Don't come back.  Stay in Mexico.

3,796 steps.

Yesterday's post

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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Tuesday January 30th 2018

Today Mainly cloudy. 60 percent chance of flurries early this morning. Wind northwest 50 km/h gusting to 90 becoming west 30 gusting to 50 early this morning. Temperature falling to minus 7 this afternoon.
Tonight Mainly cloudy. Wind west 30 km/h gusting to 50 becoming light early this evening. Low minus 16

I'm up at 0430. I'm tired and achy today. I managed to do some deskwork and got out to plow snow around noon.  Last night was windy and some of the drive had blown in again.

BP is 5.9. BP is 117/68 Pulse 58. Weight 216.

I slept a bit and got up, still feeling useless.  I took an acetaminophen and it seems to help.  I took aspirin earlier.  I guess I'll just wait this out, whatever it is.  I hope this is as bad as it gets.

I took a second acetaminophen and feel quite a bit better. I realize that it is just an illusion, but that's okay.  I tend to be wary of acetaminophen  due to potential harm to the liver, but two 650 mg pills are a long way from the threshold for harm, especially now that I do not drink.  (Hey, how about that?)

From here: For the average healthy adult, the recommended maximum dose of acetaminophen over a 24 hour period is four grams (4000 mg) or eight extra-strength pills. (Each extra-strength pill contains 500 mg and each regular strength pill contains 325 mg.) A person who drinks more than two alcoholic beverages per day, however, should not take more than two grams of acetaminophen over 24 hours

I talked to my cousin and he is game to go down with me to La Paz next time I go, so I have been looking up fares.

Around noon, I went out and plowed snow and kept at it until I pulled a tire off a rim and had to quit.  Putting it back on should be easy, but I am weary.  I have a dry cough, too. I'm light-headed, ache in unusual places: my left jaw, my right foot...  Time for a nap.

I had the nap and did some more deskwork, then I went out and blew up the tire.  IT seated on the rim, but did not hold air for long.  Could be a puncture, or just be snow and cold rubber on the rim, but I was too tired to continue and came in for supper as it was getting dark anyhow.  That will be a job for tomorrow.

I spent the evening at the keyboard, researching NMEA2000 and Simnet.  Then I installed Wordpress on bajamagic.ca and played wit it for a while.  I've been meaning to switch to Wordpress for my various sites a long time, but have never gotten around to where I was happy with what I could create before my attention gave out.

If readers look at the new bajamagic.ca site, I'd be interested in opinions comparing this site to that one.  It uses a CMS and is more up to date under the hood.  I've always wondered hpw long browsers would be able to read the code from this old software.

I managed to stay up until after ten.  I think the acetaminophen helped and so did working on fun projects.

4,323 Steps. 
I wonder if Fit thinks I'm walking when riding the tractor. I should check.

Yesterday's post

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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Wednesday January 31st 2018

Today Mainly cloudy with 60 percent chance of flurries. Wind north 20 km/h gusting to 40 becoming light late this morning. Temperature falling to minus 22 this afternoon. Wind chill minus 30.
Tonight Mainly cloudy with 30 percent chance of flurries. Wind up to 15 km/h. Low minus 23. Wind chill minus 31.

I'm up at six.  Slept fairly well.

BG is 6.3 BP is 116/71 Pulse 64. Weight 215.4
 Very little congestion, but, yes, I do have a cold. Damn airplanes.

It's minus frigging twenty outside and predicted to get colder for the next week. Why am I here?  I must be crazy.

Today, I have some advertising work to do, some web work, and a trip to town for an eye exam.  I'll pull off that wheel first thing and see if it needs to go to the tire shop.

I also need to tidy and water the plants I have not gotten to yet. Exercise might be a good idea, but with the cold/flu, moderation  is wise.

I went out to take off the tire and it seems the wheel has no lugs.  The whole thing, rim and all, is one with the hub and the axle nut has to come off and then the whole thing comes off, bearings and all.  Odd.

I gave up and went to town.  The eye doctor said my eyes are unchanged from last year. I went to the bank and the grocery store and drove home.

Joe phoned and said they were driving from Calgary and was I home.  I said yes and to come by.  They arrived and we had a good visit and supper.  I had been saving two fancy steaks for them.  I had a salmon steak.

I see the ashes need shoveling, so that is on the list before bed.

I did that and now it is 210 Time for bed.

Yesterday's post

A good scientist knows that science is not a democracy, that scientific truth is not determined
by a show of hands, and that consensus and authority are there to be challenged, not to be
accepted without question. -- Dr. Frank Schnell, PhD.

All models are wrong but some are useful.
George E. P. Box

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