Reneé left right after breakfast to take a bus to Sam’s. She met Salvador, MayCo, there at 9 to pick up the instrument cover. He did a wonderful job on it. She shopped at Sam’s and Chedraui before returning. A woman who Reneé passed several times while shopping, took pity on Reneé as she walked to the bus stop carrying three heavy bags. The woman took one and helped Reneé find the right bus. Her name is Lynn and she is from Canada. Neil helped Karen on Serenity splash. Aaron stopped by to look at the dinghy wheel mount issue. He will return tomorrow. We watched Polar Express.
Helping Karen splash her 46 foot catamaran (S/V Serenity) was interesting. Her boat is the one we helped last week go into the yard, her starboard engine failed just as she was getting to the first strap going in. This resulted in a loss of control and banging the starboard side of the boat on the concrete wall in the lift. I spoke with Peter Vargas while I was there about some work I want done and he commented on her boat that the transmission cap (where you add oil) had been left off and spewed all the oil out into the engine room, which was part of the problem. Anyway, when they splashed her boat, we had Karen, me and Tommy another sailor I found just reading a book. When we got there, the yard decided that they would move her boat from the lift to the fuel dock without power and then verify the engines worked. So that changed the job for Tommy and I. We moved Karen’s stuff from her car to the boat, then Tommy rode with Karen back to the dock while I drove her car over.
That was an interesting drive, first I had to wait for the animal crossing of the road (a 3 foot VERY green iguana and then the construction work with a flagman who was watching above to make sure nothing dropped from the 4th or 5th floor above the road. All in all a rather long drive for 5 or 6 blocks. By the time I got parked Karen had her boat tied up.
I talked to another guy about his boat (S/V Chelsea Amor) and his canopy, that he and his partner (wife?) were busy washing. Then finally back to the boat where I realized I had left my water bottle in the boat yard. So, I walked back over, figuring it was gone. But the security guard at the gate called to me as I walked in and handed my bottle back to me. I had only been in and out of this yard for a week, a few times per day. They are pretty observant here.