Confusion

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All right, well disregard everything I’ve said the past couple of days. I’ve now got milky oil and am right back where I started this whole mess months ago. I’m thinking that white smoke coming out of the blowback tube is a big clue, but I’ve no real idea what … Read More

White Goo

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This engine issue went on all day. I got very little wind—never more than 5 knots—and couldn’t make over a knot or two without motoring. So off and on I would fire up the engine for a couple of hours, always keeping one eye on the gauges. The second I’d … Read More

On My Way South

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I was up early yesterday with a million things to do still before 8 a.m. Top of the list was running up to the grocery store for some Dramamine. I can’t leave on a longish passage without Dramamine pills for the first day, one in the morning and one in … Read More

Success

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Omar showed up at eight o’clock sharp this morning with the steering box (I swear I can not ever remember the name of that thing). He had noticed that when it was all put together he could move the shaft back and forth maybe an eighth of an inch—just enough … Read More

Injection

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We got back to work on the engine this morning and before long it was time for the big moment. Shortly after this video was taken the mechanic realized that one of the fuel injectors was leaking. We removed it for a closer look and discovered that a metal ring … Read More

Boat Bound

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On the road again. Headed back to the boat by bus for what I can only hope is the last time. Thirteen hour bus rides are great and all, but I really could do without them for a while. The bus trips are always broken up—I assume at the State … Read More

Morning Walk

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What I really love about living in Old Town Mazatlan is that every outing can be visually stimulating. Today we walked over to Olas Altas beach for breakfast. About a thirty minute walk with the kids (equal to seven minutes for adults alone).

All Saints Day

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My Uncle Ray died last week. We had never lived within 1000 miles of each other, thus my memories of Ray are limited. But the one thing I will never forget—and that I loved and admired about him—was his ability to enter a room, make everyone laugh with only a … Read More