Boats make me do things I normally wouldn't do. Pick up after myself, clean my room, put my stuff away, say my prayers... If my mother had a boat, she could send me there... with or without dinner. I would shape up in a hurry, no doubt.
I spent the day (from 7am 'til 11 am) and (4 pm to 7 pm) putting up shadecloth and cleaning the Flash. I found that tripping over my tools, and trash, and broken pieces of fiberglass was no fun. Besides, I'm looking for tanks and I can't find them if they're under 100 tons of garbage. I found a big water tank under a sheet of plywood. How do I know it was a water tank? The big black hose that runs from the deck fill to the tank has printed on it "big black water hose" or something like that... so tomorrow, I'm going to take the gasoline powered high pressure washer I have out to the boat and blast away all the grime and dirt and soot from the fire(s). Then I'll take some more pictures and see if they look any different from these.
4 comments:
If I wanted to access my water tanks, I'd have to take the entire boat apart.
Nice broom.
Wow, it's starting to look like a boat, already.
Overboard-
What do you think I had to do?
Ha ha. I guess take the boat apart.
;)
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