Tuesday...
This weather out here is so strange compared to Ohio. I have not gotten past the fact that it is not July or August anymore. I can't believe its mid November. Back home there is all this Christmas talk on the radio. There is radio here but I don't listen to it. There is AFN TV here, but I don't listen to it either, there is just no time for that here. Back home there is leaves changing, temperatures changing, sports change, clothing changes, moods change. All of it kind of reminds you of the time of year it is.Today is the closest I felt to a November day. It started raining at noon, when we left work to try and get some sleep for a big concrete pour at 8pm tonight. The pour would last at least 8 hours. It has not stopped raining. Apparently there is one of those Chinese New Year looking deals on the radar just south of us dumping rain. We had a volleyball game tonight, scheduled at 7:30,two miles from my shoebox, but because of work I couldn't go. Then I found out on facebook, thru an accidental post, that the work got cancelled (yea communication within this project sucks). So the rain stopped long enough for many of us to make to the chow hall somewhat dry, but still having to wade thru 6inch deep puddles. Then the rain started again. At 6:15 I packed a cooler full of dry clothes and tennis shoes and a towel, then headed out the door in my swimsuit sandals and an old tshirt. I loaded the cooler on the back of my bike and headed off in a pretty good rain. The temperature had to be around 78 to 80 degrees. This will sound funny, but it was cold. It reminded me of November in Ohio. Chilly. You have to understand that your body, ok my body, acclimates, has acclimated. My air conditioner is usually at 78 degrees, any lower and I come out of the shower all chilly.
We won our volleyball game tonight. Well, you play best two of three, and we won the first two. I can't believe there was a team so pathetic. I pretty much thought we were the most pathetic. We have a huge amount of athleticism, but were lacking volleyball skills. That seems to be changing. So we beat them the first two games, so we didn't need to play a third, but I got them to stay for some practice. That was so much more fun than the game.
I saw the guy who is "care taking" for the very nice Gemini catamaran moored out in the harbor tonight at volleyball. The same catamaran that I offered the guy, who no longer lives here, but is trying to sell it for 60k, ...I offered him 30k thru a facebook message. I told him it was most likely an insult, but it doesn't hurt to ask. He wrote me back after a few days saying that it is priced to sell at 60k in "my market" (Kwaj). Its been for sale since I got here. Anyhow the guy who is looking after it here and usually he says hi to me or at least acknowledges my presence ....didn't tonight when I saw him at the indoor gym we play volley ball at. Its a 2014 boat, a nice one at that, I see where he's coming from. It's too bad.
The other guy, meaning the guy who just bought (4 months ago) the 36 ft Macgregor catamaran was at the gym tonight also. That guy never stops smiling. Everyone was talking about a b boat (they call the rental boats "b boats") that went down last weekend or so. It got flooded somehow, and a May day was called, and the boat got towed back in upside down. All parties were rescued. There is a 6 mile limit to the b boats, I guess so the small boat marina can come to a rescue if they must. I heard it was the guy who owns the catamaran that I really want that was "captain" of the b boat that went down. Of course, being the evil guy I am, I wanted to make an offer on the catamaran at that time thinking he just lost (which I hear they lost a lot of crap...scuba, personal and so forth) a bunch of stuff along with having to pay for the boat repair (if he was at fault for the sinking). I wanted to, but couldn't bring myself to do it. I just suck as an evil business man. Ken was still smiling tonight at volleyball (they played before us). It turns out it wasn't his fault the boat went down, it had some sort of hull leak.
I lined some people up to go wakeboarding with Larry's boat last Sunday out to Bigej. The only other guy who uses the boat besides me told me it was running great, and that the fuel filter clog issue was resolved. He was wrong. I had D and K on the boat, along with Cory and Cotton. D and K are a very athletic mid thirties couple getting ready to go sailing in Europe for 5 or so years. D is from Alaska and K from Cleveland. Great people. Cory and Cotton are two land based Navy personnel who play Frisbee with me on a regular basis. Cory is around 25, and married. Cotton just recently turned 21 and never drinks, and I'm told is very religious. Cory is very athletic, extremely so....very fast, jumps great and he is also a guy with great sportsmanship. All around great guy, especially for as young as he is. Cotton is also a great guy, has a heart of gold, but the athleticism and coordination of a lanky 13 year old. He will be the guy everyone wants on his team once he finally calms down enough to harness his own energy. I told Cotton jokingly that I was going to "take him down to the park to pick up cougers".
I went thru all the trouble of getting the boat in the water. Trouble means getting there early to hook the hose up to each engine separately to make sure it runs, which of course there always seems to be a battery issue, and Sunday was no different. So I get them both running, shut them down, the go take the key from the lock box, start up the John Deere tractor to tow the boat the ramp. I put the boat in the water, then get off the tractor go wade to the boat, climb into it, then take it off the trailer and go dock the 27 foot cabin cruiser myself. Tie it off, then take the trailer back to the boat yard and spray it off, get on my bike and ride the quarter mile back to the marina and hope everyone shows up. They did and we took off, and the damned boat ran like shit. Somewhere there was still a fuel filter clog.
These are the troubles I face. It's terrible. :)
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