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Sometimes life really sucks.

December 9, 2011

As noted in my previous post, I ended up going down to Cuba with a buddy of mine from work. Sadly Al passed away mid week, and the rest of the holiday was overshadowed by that event. I’ll be spending a fair amount of time in the next few weeks n months with his wife and son, trying to help them adjust. At least it was sudden, he fell asleep and never woke up. He was still joking with our friends who brought him back to the room that night, and was having the time of his life right up til the very end. I could think of a lot of more unpleasant ways to check out.

Al, keep the beer cold buddy, I’ll be along soon enough.

On an amusing note, Doc Eix and his daughters came down to the boat the day before Al and I flew out. It was pitch dark, and we had no light but for two flashlights, so we got to it using those.

First the Doc disappears down into the lazarette, with the two young ladies  holding the flashlight and passing tools. Then Nicole decided to climb in, and the other, Natasha, followed moments later. A bit of banging and chatter, then the exhaust hose came snaking up out of the hole like a python, followed by a bunch of gear that was in the way. Then they dove down under the cockpit sole and retrieved the line with the 4 cords tied to it and proceeded to stuff them out the exhaust port. Once that was done, the ladies amused themselves by wiggling round in there opening up all the lockers and emptying then out, passing the various bits up to me while they looked for “treasure”.  The original owner had made a note in the sale documents of a hidden compartment, which I have not found yet, ergo the “treasure hunt”. Anyway, they all had a blast, and are clamoring to come back down and “help me work on the boat”. Like I said, kids are neat!.

So, after about 45 minutes, my cables are now ready and it’s time to get heat and light into the boat for the cutting and grinding. I came back with one hell of a cold from Cuba, so it will be a week or so before I can get back at it, but progress should happen steadily as soon as I get back at it.

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One Comment
  1. My condolences. What a time for that to happen, on a presumably sunshiny vacation.

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