Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Lifting the Boat

I went back and forth on the decision about whether or not to remove the starboard rudder.  I've known for a long time it had a small amount of movement in it at the bottom - and I did get an opinion on it soon after the purchase.  The first guy told me not to worry about it, that it really doesn't  move that much (about 3/16" front to back) and he maybe right.  But it's been bothering me for about a year now...and the fact that we've repaired or replaced just about everything on the boat except the rudder - one of the most important pieces on the boat - kept gnawing at me.  So, I got another opinion - and obviously this one agreed with me - you gotta fix it.  And the decision to repair our wobbly rudder was set in motion.


First was trying to decide if I thought it was the teflon bearing/bushing and/or the aluminum housing that it goes in.  So the thought behind it on my part was that teflon should wear out faster than an aluminum housing - so for $150, I had France send me two bushings - an upper and a lower.  But in the mean time, I figured that we're pretty handy and we might as well start tearing into it while we waited.  And it really only took about 30 minutes and we were dropping it down - of course it only goes down about 18" before it hits the boatyard surface, but it was enough to see that it wasn't only the telfon bushing, it looked like the aluminum housing was messed up too.  

The never-ending rudder shaft
A frantic call to France was quickly placed even though by this time, it was already 7:00pm in France, but I tried anyway.  To my surprise, Mr. French man answered the phone, and while it was too late to find out pricing or availability, we did set in motion getting the housing here as soon as possible.  

So today, we lifted the boat to get the rudder out so that the housing could be replaced.  And the reason for the post is to express how extremely nerve-racking this process really is.  When you've only seen your boat resting peacefully in a boat yard, to have it picked up 3 feet in the air takes some getting used to.  And we thought 3 feet wasn't going to be enough - seems our rudder post is quite long.  And just when the travel-lift was maxed out on it's lifting capabilities, we pulled the rudder out.  Now its time to get that housing out - wish us luck (you have any ideas how they place a rudder housing in a boat?....we don't either.)

If you need Brandon, just text him, he's usually available
Getting the keels sanded and painted while it was in the air
Don't talk to me, I got a lot on my mind.
The underside of our starboard keel
The whole crew...and Daisy drinking some water

Friday, November 7, 2014

New Video - Refit Part 5 - Watermaker and Solar Panels

I'm happy to announce that this will be my last video in the "refit" series that I've been making for the past year.  Although we have a rudder bearing/housing to still replace, we've serviced all 7 of our winches, and there's still a few more things to do - there will be no more in this series, at least for awhile.  I think I have well worn out the welcome when it comes to making repair videos, and am more than happy to move on to the "sailing" videos - starting with, of course, the "splash" video.  Today we watched a 43' Fountaine Pajot Belize - which is almost identical to our boat - get launched, and it was exciting.  The realization that we will be floating in about 2 weeks is pretty cool, and we're all waiting with great anticipation.  So, thanks for watching all the videos up 'till now - now the real fun begins (and I think it will be much more fun for the people that watch my videos and for me too.)  Enjoy.


Friday, October 31, 2014

New Vinyl Lettering

Just a quick post - we finally got our new vinyl lettering in today and did our best to install them.  And for some reason, this definitely makes us feel like were getting close to getting her in the water.  Add to that, we got the main sail back in place along with the new stack-pack - and it was easier going up with it than it was taking it down.  

Anyway, here are a couple pictures from today.








76426 - Represent!!!

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Fantasy Fest 2014 - where the Crazies Come Out


Fantasy Fest 2014
Last night we attended our first Fantasy Fest (at least one day of it anyway) that's held every year down here in Key West and it did not disappoint.  We were told it was Mardi Gras gone bad and that all the demented people gather here every year and let it all hang out - and they do.  From old (and they were out in droves - I've never seen so many Grannies with their boobies hanging out) to the young (small children being towed behind in wagons) and everything in between. 
The start of the Parade
S/V Saltrun invited us to join them so we could get a taste of a good old fashion party - Key West style.  Yesterday's parade was the Masquerade March where anybody that is dressed up in some sort of costume can enter - and they just walk through the streets on a set route.  While Chris and Joyce were both wearing great costumes of their own, they wanted to see the parade rather than be in it - so they hung out with us on the sidewalk.  

The Prom King & Queen from s/v Saltrun
The thing I found interesting about the parade is how funny and creative people are - the Ebola Hazmat Team that was spraying the streets; a group of men and women all dressed up like Flo from Progressive Insurance.  The blow-up doll that kept posing for pictures with her mouth in a perfect circle.  Adam and Eve were another favorite mine and that were happy to pose for everybody that wanted a picture.  With so many funny costumes and weird people, it was hard not to be completely entertained.  


One of the Flo's from Progressive Insurance
The Hogfish

"My back's killin' me!!"






With the parade over, we decided to call it a night and skip Duval until another day - we still have a boat to launch, and times running out.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Installing Solar Panels - 840 more watts of Freedom

We knew we needed more solar power when we bought the boat - it only had four small 46 watt panels that equaled 184 watts total.  But how much is too much?  The only restriction is money - although having the space to put them does start to creep in as the number 1 restriction, because you can run out of room to put them pretty quickly. 

I had two options:  1.  Put them on the fiberglass hardtop or 2. Install them on the solar rack above my dinghy in place of the smaller panels.  I would then have to relocate the small panels to the hard top or elsewhere. 

The top of the solar rack is actually about 17' off the ground
We went back and forth on the location weighing the pros and cons of each decision - and for some reason or another, I ended on making a new (and gargantuan) solar rack for above the dinghy.  It will measure 120" x 77" and I had it all figured out - down to the sixteenth of an inch.  We'll make a new slide adjustment for the starboard side, we'll have supports front and back/and side to side.  It will be awesome!!  and so I thought.  

Some "dry runs" to see what the possibilities were
Maybe it won't be too bad after all
We went down to the local metal shop and purchased about $200 worth of 1 1/2" aluminium angle stock and delivered it to the metal shop right next door to my boat.  He said he'd have it done lickidy-split - about 2 weeks later, we got the finished product (I wasn't in that big of a hurry anyway.)  

We brought it home and quickly hoisted it up into place.  And it was big - but I was prepared for that.  I had done drawings and photo-shopping to get an idea of how big is was going to be.  But to back up for just a bit, why did we opt for the solar rack and not the hard top?  I really don't know other than to not take up our entire hardtop with solar panels - my sons might want to use it as a launch pad into the water; we might want to store stuff up there; I don't really know - but the decision was made to make a massive solar rack and put it above the dinghy.

And it was good - it fit right into place, and soon we were test fitting our solar panels into the rack to see what we'd gotten ourselves into.  And they fit perfectly; one right after the other - the measurements I'd given the fabricator were spot-on!  But soon after the panels were in place, a quick movement of one corner up and down and I started to get that sinking feeling.....the one where you just might have wasted a few hundred dollars and a few days of work kind of feeling.  So I tugged on it again - and this massive wave of movement rippled over the entire three panels - and if that wasn't enough, the entire solar rack moved about 2 inches from side to side - it moved so much, that it even moved the massive dinghy davits that bolt through the back of the boat.  And I slowly convinced myself that this was a bad idea.  

Tami....you remember that solar rack I had built...well...
Now, I just had to convince my son and my wife that this was a bad idea and that the panels now needed to go on the hardtop where I knew in my gut that they needed to go from the beginning.  

The next day, we had the old panels back in place but with a couple extra side-to-side supports and an additional slide support - and then it was time to wait on the Z brackets to install on the preferred location.  I also bought 80' of 6 awg wire to run to the control panel that will be located under my berth, right next to the battery bank along with a 50 amp shut-off switch.  

Four days later, we were installing the Z brackets on the panels and putting them into place.  The only thing we had to watch for is how close the boom came to the panels - my boom will actually hit the hardtop if let out enough - and so if I have solar panels that stick up another 3" then the boom will hit it even sooner.  So we cheated all the panels as far back on the top that we could - and it was an easy install.  A little dab of 5200 and six screws each and we had the panel installed.  We then wired each one together in parallel and attached it to the wire we had previously installed while we were waiting on the brackets.  

Justin wiring up 3 panels with 6 AWG 
1024 watts of solar power kickin' ass!
In the end, the panels look right at home on the hardtop and I don't have to worry about them ripping off my boat in a stiff breeze.  And what about all the added power I have to run all my shit?  ....well, that's priceless my friend.  

Monday, October 20, 2014

Monday, October 13, 2014

Painting Bilgekote in the Engine Rooms

It wasn't fun, it wasn't comfortable, and it was pretty much the equivalent of getting bitch-slapped  - but painting the engine rooms with BilgeKote was definitely worth the trouble.  Its something that I've put off for awhile, and for good reason.  To begin with, there is barely enough room to turn around, and forget about squatting.  But to make matters worse, the curvature of the boat on both sides of the engine slant upward - so there's not even a comfortable spot to stand.  But when your back begins to get those deep aches from leaning over a Yanmar engine and you do try and stand upright for just a minute, you inevitably hit your head on some goddamn piece of boat that comes out of nowhere.

Justin started the project by cleaning and scrubbing everywhere he could reach - wash, rinse, wash repeat.  And I kinda felt bad looking down from the deck - I kept wanting to tell him to, "Put ze lotion on ze skin" but stopped myself - didn't feel like being such a smart-ass that early in the morning.  After an hour of scrubbing, rinsing, and repeating, it was my turn.  We tried to suck out as much water as we could, but I still had to use a towel to dry places that the shop-vac couldn't reach.  I then placed a towel on top of the engine so it could avoid any accidental drips of paint - but there are so many lines in an engine room - fuel lines, water lines, and push-pull cables - and trying not to get paint on them was a trick.  I did have a spare work rag to wipe away any drips that did find their way where they weren't supposed to be - and I used it quite a bit.

This is what it looked like when we bought the boat.


I got a brilliant idea: lets put disintegrating foam everywhere in the engine compartment.  Sure it showers the entire area with non-stop shit, but think of how well it will deaden the sound!
There was some God-awful foam insulation that was close to 2" thick and was stuck everywhere.  I understand the thought behind it, but this stuff was completely non-user-friendly.  It would be impossible to service these engines without giant pieces of foam breaking away and down onto the engine and into the bilge.  So a few months ago, the first step to this process was to scrape the lids and side walls of all the insulation and suck it out with a shop vac - my sons were not happy.  The following picture was the after shot.



But now, months later, it was time to finally paint them.  And to reiterate, I can't stress how horrible this job really was, and the buzz I was getting from the fumes wasn't strong enough to make it any better.  Although I did have a work-fan blowing into the area, it didn't quite makeup for the limited space to work and move around in - my feet, legs, and back were all pretty spent.  The only thing I can think of that would make somebody feel like this was if I exercised - yeah, that's it - it's like I exercised or something.  The final results speak for themselves and I would totally do it all again, but on second thought, next time I'll just let my sons get some OJT on painting BilgeKote.


Port engine room
Starboard engine room

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Lobster Hunting with s/v Saltrun

Our new friends at s/v Saltrun - Chris and Joyce were kind enough to invite us for our first ever lobster hunt.  After purchasing a Florida fishing license with a lobster stamp, we set off with a boat full of scuba equipment.  Chris ventured off about 30 minuets from the boat-ramp to one of his favorite spots and we dropped anchor.  


Captain Chris at the helm
We decided that the easiest thing to do was to dive in teams so Saltrun went first.   After suiting up, they dove the anchor to make sure it was set, and away they went into the current as Justin snorkeled above to learn how its done.  The trick to it (other than avoiding all the jellyfish that kept drifting by) was to keep up with everything needed to catch them - a tickler (encourages them out of their hiding hole), a net (to trap the buggas), and another net to contain the keepers.


Time to suit up
Fortunately for us, Saltrun came back with six beautiful keepers - now it was our turn.  And although it had been about 7 years since either Justin or I have strapped on a tank, it was literally like riding a bike (and diving in 12 feet of water, if anything should go wrong, you can just drop your weights and go to the surface.)  We descended to the bottom and off we went.  You look for any formations where the sand is - basically anywhere there isn't grass. And then you look for their tentacles sticking out - and they were everywhere.  Each place that you see that looks like a lobster should be, they were there.  Justin was the "encourager" as he tickled them out of their home and I was the "netter" - snatching them up as they try and back into their hiding hole.  But unfortunately for us, they were all too small - but catching them was a blast.  Its amazing how fast they are - I'd even have them back straight into my net - but if I wasn't fast enough, they'd swim right out of it.  

Gettin' my grove back


One of the lobsters we had to let go due to size

Sometimes, its good to be under-sized 
Other than the gorgeous weather and good company, the best part about the day was just being on the water.  It was just another beautiful Key West day - sunny and warm with a great ocean breeze.  But it was time to go back to the boat ramp and back to Catchin' Rays.  Chris was nice enough to let us keep their catch, but we didn't really know how to clean them or prepare them - so once again, they were generous enough to invite us over for dinner where they would show us how to prepare the lobster.  We posed for the picture with the 6 lobsters and told everybody on Facebook that it was "our" catch - Chris said he didn't mind. 
   
We'll still take credit for them
We then practiced pulling off the tails while trying to get as much meat as we could to stay with it, and Joyce showed us a great way to de-vein them.  The meal was great, and once again, so was the company and conversation.  Preparing and cooking lobster (well, Chris does the cooking) in their back yard that backs up to a gorgeous canal - it just doesn't get much better than that.  We can't thank them enough for being so generous with their time and for giving us a much needed day off.  Now its time to get back to boat work. 

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Never-ending Projects and Making new Friends

Part of the problem with refitting an older boat is finding space to add new electronics in the 12 volt panel.  And while its possible to use the existing power that ran the old equipment, there comes a time when there are only so many slots to tap into.  Maybe there's a way to install a bus bar behind the panel, but we don't know enough about how much we can continue to power through what's already there.  On top of it, the way this boat is designed, there is 2 foot channel that measures 3"x 5" directly behind the navigation desk by which all wires must pass in order to get to the panel - and its a bitch to access.  But having ran so many wires through this area previously and the fact that the area is already taken up by the original wiring, there's not even enough room to run fish-tape through it any longer.  

My solution to this on-going issue was to install a new panel that has easy access, and at the same time allows much more room for expansion.  I have a Sirius weather receiver to power, a 12 volt ethernet switch, and another chartplotter, not to mention any future expansion that may include 12 volt televisions in the cabins.   So I ordered a new Panel-tronics that came with five breakers pre-installed.

The new 12 volt PanelTronics
But cutting holes and running wires through all the nooks and crannies of a sailboat is never an easy task.  And you've never really appreciated the usefulness of fish-tape until you've used it on a boat.  We've ran it through so many tight spots that would never be possible with any other method - we've almost worn out the two reels that came with the boat.  But to make things worse, the battery bank is located under the back section of the berth where I sleep.  Bedding, clothes, mattresses, and support racks had to be removed in order to access this area. The final product powers up well and will be a snap to run any present and future power needs.  Now I have an easy spot to power my new cockpit chartplotter that we've just finished mounting a couple of days ago - hopefully the location proves to be ideal and the Navpod stands up to the harsh environment.

We ran the wires as professionally as we could

My modified NavPod for the Raymarine E90W
We've also made new sailing friends - Chris and Joyce own a 38' Manta catamaran named Salt Run and stopped by the other day.  He and his wife have a house down here in the Keys and just moved their Manta down from Jacksonville to the marina next door to us.  They found me through my blog and recognized the boatyard where we work and live and was nice enough to come by and say hi.  They are some of the nicest people that I've ever met - in Florida or Texas - and even offered us a truck to use, a place to spend the night, and a lobster/mahi-mahi dinner - all of which were much more than generous.  But we did take them up on the dinner.  They have a nice place that backs up to a canal just a few miles down the highway, and needless to say, the conversation was great and it was some of the best seafood we've ever had.  They've also just produced their own sailing blog, and you can find it here If we meet other cruisers in the sailing community that are anywhere near as hospitable and kind as Chris and Joyce, this will be an awesome adventure.  

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Busting Out Another Thousand....f-ing BOATs!

All things being said, our little ship was in pretty good shape upon arrival.  Nothing was taken from the area, not even the old pillows that sit off to the port side between us and the building.  And the inside didn't smell like an unplugged refrigerator so I consider that pretty good seeing as how its been sealed up tight, baking in the Florida sun and drowning in the tropical rain for well over 90 days - but it always makes for such a nice and clean deck.  But nothing was disturbed on the inside either, which was my biggest worry.  

Our 1:00 am late-night arrival

After doing a quick inspection, it was time to get it back to a livaboard.  But It felt like we were breaking in to our own boat - when you arrive at 1:00 am and start making a ruckus around an extremely quite boat yard, there' the possibility of drawing some attention.  But just as if we'd never left, we were back in, lights on, fans turning, and hot water heating - now I can start worrying about everything else.  

We decided that getting the engines running was a good place to begin - its been months since I last heard their little putter-putt (or rumble if I want to embellish at bit) and its been even longer for Justin.  After attaching the batteries, the port engine started up like it had been ran just yesterday, and so did the starboard engine.  But high-fives turned to head-scratching when we realized that the starboard engine didn't seem to be pumping enough water (or sea water if we were in the ocean) through the system, and was confirmed after a quick check.  In fact, it totally stopped pumping as Justin was tinkering with the feed line.  The thought was to do the standard impeller change and we'd be back in business.   But unfortunately, that's not what happened.  Even after the new impeller was back in, still no water - so I'm probably about to bite the bullet and buy a new assembly and actually thought about buying a spare at the same time - silly me.  At $489 retail, I think we'll limp along on 1 engine if another one goes out again.  

Shredded impeller and a bad water pump - not good

We also got to lower the old and dilapidated (and that's being nice) Caribe dinghy to the ground for the last time.  Having fulfilled her duties, she was dragged off to the side with honor to make room for the new inflatable performance catamaran.  We had to install new eye hooks and a new access point, which sounds much easier than it actually was.  The work isn't that bad, its the going back up and down the stairs to do another trial run to see if she's up high enough to avoid anything bad that may wash down between the hulls - mainly waves.  We got her close and stopped for the day - we needed a fresh set of legs to do a little more tweaking.  And at the end of the day, I'm not sure she's exactly where I want her but she's good for now.  

Looking complete with an actually inflated dinghy
Perfect size dinghy - clears by just a couple inches

But to end the day today, just when you think you got things by the cojons, seems that our portable freezer doesn't like running on only 12 1/2 volts - it shuts off anytime below 14 volts.  Justin had researched his settings on the Xantrex invertor,  and realized the float setting was set too high, so he adjusted it down to manufacture's settings.  Just so happens that the CoolMatic Freezer doesn't really appreciate it,.. and would kick the compressor every time.  So if he can't figure it out tomorrow, may have to bust out another $650 for a replacement.....I know, you don't really have to have one of these either, but they're so nice to have.  Of course with all the "unexpected's" we've been experiencing lately, we might have to put off that in-motion satellite system I've been eye-balling.  Yeah, getting in the water and sailing should probably take priority over next season's Survivor  - but damn, I love that show.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Getting down to the Nitty-Gritty

The final moves have been made this week as Justin and I ready ourselves to go back to the boat to tie all the loose ends together as we target November for the big splash.  I've alerted my current place of employment that I will be emailing my resignation letter the first week in October (no need to submit sooner than I have to - I like back-up plans and security blankets.)  We've moved two cars into storage along with the RV.  Forwarded my mail to.....oh shit, I don't even care.  And the closer it gets to our flight, the more nervous I seem to be as these are not decisions for the faint of heart - quitting your job and downsizing your life to two suitcases isn't that easy.

Sure, it all sounds great when its next year, next month, or next week, but when its Wednesday, it becomes a little more real - this is final - we're moving onto our boat full-time - shit's gettin' real and it can be a little overwhelming at times.  But one of the hardest parts of this go-around is leaving Tami...... again - although her flight has at least been purchased for the end of next month, it means 5 weeks without her.  In addition, we've once again left our boat for 3 months and I worry about her.  Did she leak and take on any rain water?  Has somebody broken in and stolen anything?  And I won't feel better about it until I get back and make sure everything is in its place.  To top it off, it seems to be an endless forecast of rain - 80% chance for the 3 days following our arrival and I'm not sure if we'll be able to get anything done for the first couple of weeks. 

But its exciting too.  As I tell my co-workers about the plan, I realize that all of the planning that has gone into this, and all the changes my family as endured, has come down to this moment in our lives.  Over the years, when you have a plan in place that takes this much maneuvering in your life, you wonder if you'll ever get to  see it through to fruition - and now we're here - its surreal.   But am I overly excited?  I try not to be.  Its kind of like when I got the call to interview for my first (and present) nursing job.  Although it had taken over 10 months to get the first call for an interview - I had all but given up on the idea that I'd ever get the opportunity to utilize my degree - and I was ok with it.  But after the call, a huge sinking feeling came over me because I knew what I was in for - I had heard all of the horror stories.  Some nurses have reported crying on their way home for the first 6  months because the stress is so intense.  

But now after almost 3 years on the job, I can honestly say that it was the smartest thing I've done in my life aside from buying real estate. And I feel that it's the same way with owning and living on a sailboat - it can be the best decision we've ever made, but that doesn't mean it won't stress me out at times and make me want to quit everything.  Somebody once told me that a smart man has a natural fear of owning a sailboat much the same as a normal man has a fear of alligators - you just know the potential it has to make your life real shitty.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

The only bad thing about Boobs - Mammograms

Here lately, we've been trucking along by taking it easy and not doing much of anything except seeing doctors, home health for dressing changes, and a physical therapist 2 to 3 times per week.  But during the drudgery of the rehabbing schedule, Tami was due for her mammogram.  She has been pretty diligent about getting her exams and she figured while we were available to get it done, that we might as well get it done now.  So I took her down last week for her appointment.

The back history of these exams with Tami is that about 5 years ago she had her first examination.  Even though she was really getting this done before the age that they recommend, (if I remember correctly, its because the results are not as reliable due to the density of the breast tissue before the age of 40 - I think that's right) she has such a strong history of it in her family, she thought she would be a little bit more proactive in this area of her medical wellness.  Well 5 years ago, they found an area of calcification that required a biopsy (yeah, we were freakin' out just a little.)  It turned out to be nothing to worry about and of course we both could breathe a little better.  Seems like whenever there is a medical scare like this, every aspect of your lives gets put on hold until somebody tells you there's nothing to worry about, then its life as normal.


But her latest examination was this past Thursday - and when it was over, you just hope they don't call again - no news is good news.  But that changed on Friday.  I was taking her to the dentist when she got a call from the mammography office that she needed to come in for additional pictures and a sonogram - they had found an area of granulation tissue that needed a closer look.  So then the worry sets in.  From the small bit of information I could gather off the internet (while Tami wasn't looking), they can't really tell the difference between a cyst and cancer, so they take additional pictures and order a sonogram to distinguish between the two.  The next appointment available was this past Monday - so we got to spend the weekend not talking about it and hoping Monday didn't get here too soon (in fact, Tami didn't even know I was worried about it like I was.)  But it seems that the "worst case scenario" kept running through my mind - "ya know, she's young, even if there is something there, she'll get through it, and besides, this would still be in an early stage because she gets her exams pretty regularly."  

But soon after the call on Friday, Tami admits that "cancer is the last thing I need right now."  But I really didn't want to alarm our boys - because there was really nothing to tell anyway, no sense in worrying for no reason - so I didn't tell them.  

But sure as shit, Monday did quickly arrive and we found ourselves back at the breast office.  I tried to keep myself busy surfing the internet on my phone, but its easy to get distracted.  To make matters worse, about 45 min after Tami went back, I was called to the back also.  That's when bad things really started to enter my brain at break-neck speeds and promises and prayers quickly come to the defense.  

In the end, the areas of concern were nothing but harmless cysts and there is nothing to worry about.  But the reason for this post is to let you know how good God is.  He answered this prayer with a "yes."   And to keep my promise that I made to him over this past weekend, here is my post officially thanking him for it.

Now we can get back to this sailing plan we have - life needs to quit getting in our way, we're ready to go.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Fold up Bicycle and Bruce Van Sant


"Where'd I find this?  Some kid back in town..... traded the van for it straight up.  I can get 70 mpg on this hog."

Actually, I gave $75 to a college girl up around the University of North Texas.  These usually go for around $170-$200 depending on location and shipping, so I couldn't pass it up.  But I'm not quite sure how I'm getting it to Key West.  

Brandon tearin' it up

After we fold it all up, we're hoping it fits in a checked bag, but our bags are already getting full from the other stuff I plan on taking - I've got to stop accumulating boat stuff here in Texas.  Although it looks a little awkward with the little wheels and tall handle bars, it really rides pretty much like anything else - it won't set any speed records, but it should do exactly what it is designed to.  But I have no idea why somebody in North Texas needs a fold up bicycle (we were not expecting one to be 30 min from our current location) although I guess folded up is how I got it home.  But the demand for them here is not as great as it is in Key West - a quick search generated more people looking to buy a fold-up bike than were selling them.

Also this week, the postman delivered our homework for the next month (how long does it take to read a book?)  Its The Gentleman's Guide to Passages South and have heard about this book off and on for a few years now - I just wish I would have purchased it the first time it came into my consciousness.  It's just packed full of everything you ever wanted to know about island-hopping from Florida to South America and seems to be the perfect guide for doing exactly what we are planning.  

Should've have invested in this book sooner
Time to get back to the guide and my lazy Sunday.