Pierless Adventures - March 21 - Power Tripping

Since our journey home will be against prevailing winds, we decided to swap our two blade prop for our three blade prop.  This should give us more power when motoring.  The switch was a recommended change from many here in the boatyard.  I expected the switch to be a challenge, as props can become very fond of their place in the propulsion system (i.e. difficult to remove).  Fortunately, it came off without a hitch and the three blade went on easily! 
 

We did more sorting and tossing today and ordered in materials we will be needing later in the week.  We also met a number of other boaters here in the yard.  Some Canadians, an Argentinean, a Brit and others.  They are all friendly and happy to offer advice.  Laundry will be in our future as well.   We found where to buy tokens for the machines, so hope to clean up our act in the next few days.

Speaking of cleaning, afternoon showering in the boatyard turns out to be a surprising source of anxiety.  As near as I can tell, the hot water for the showers is on a timer.  The water is consistently hot in the morning (though I don't know what time it turns on).  It seems to be on at least until 3:00 p.m.  Sometime after that the heating elements are turned off and all you have is the residual hot water to deal with. This leads to a gradual drop in water temperature until the start of the next heating cycle.

None of this has much to do with the anxiety issue.  There is a second, somewhat insidious reality of the local plumbing that is the source of my woes...   When you turn on the hot water, it is invariably lukewarm to cold.  There is a no circulation pump and the distance to the hot water is substantial.  This forces you to decide whether there is hot water coming and you should just wait for it, or the hot water is off and the water you have is the warmest it will be.  Wait, and you risk taking a colder shower.  Jump right in an you have to endure the cold only to find it warms up...  Not a great choice.

El Jefe - Chester
From Scott:

 The days are starting to blur into one another. We are having difficulty remembering whether we accomplished a particular task last night or this morning. At home, the passage of time could be marked by events such as Garbage Day or the unmistakable calm of a Sunday morning even if one had no calendar, but here, no such delineations exist. Time is metered out in uneven increments, dictated by the purchase of ice for the fridge. I have been here three bags now.

Chester and I are friends now and he will gladly accept a dog biscuit so long as I break it into small portions for him. He doesn't bark at me anymore but that never bothered me since he barks in Spanish and I never knew what he was saying anyway. He makes his rounds from time to time to ensure that his underlings are hard at work expanding his empire and as far as I know, belongs to no one in particular. Or maybe we belong to him. He has been here many, many more bags than us.

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