Meanwhile we had a whole weekend of crazy. Saturday on Black Horse Pike in Somerdale we saw a motorcyclist hit by a car. The rider was on the street on his back under the car. Instead of being sad or injured, he was angry enough to jump up, jump on his bike and speed away leaving a pile of rubble behind.
Then at the yacht club there was a small blue sailboat that appears to have been anchored and abandoned on the outskirts of the mooring field. The hatches are open, the boom is laying down in the cockpit, and there appears to be a small inflatable boat deflated and draped between the shrouds. There was water in it but I got a bad feeling about it and didn't approach too closely. There was no decomp smell so I don't think there was a body inside but you never know. . .
So after that a nice brand new center console power boat, I mean, brand spanking new, 20 foot center console, pulled u p to the club dock. The skipper walked up the dock, out of the gates and up the road and hadn't come back when we left at 6:00.
Meanwhile, we were trying to get some work done. I sewed on ties to the lazyjacks to tie the sail pack in position. This way if we need to take it off or lower it we can just untie the ties very easily and the lazyjacks will remain in place.
Here are some nice shots of the holes in the boat and the plugs that came out of them prior to the toilet install:
Gratuitous toilet part shot:
And finally the last crazy of the day. I was down below messing around, then went out into the cockpit. I spied a 40 foot power boat (house boat?) monster thing sitting dead still in the water outside of Bay Boat Works. It seemed to have no power. I watched it for about ten minutes as it slowly drifted towards us. Eventually we decided enough was enough (and the boat was getting perilously close to shore) so we hopped in the dingy and zipped over to see what was up. I shouted up into the third deck pilothouse to the skipper, who said he was fine. He actually started his motor and moved about 20 feet away from shore, churning mud all the way. We figured he was ok so we started back to our boat, but he was drifting more rapidly towards the club's pier. Our second round of inquiries had the same result. We decided to go for back up. By the time the troops were rallied on the club workboat, the big motor yacht was drifting sideways straight through our mooring field, gently scraping past sailboats as it went. Eventually some of the club members got on board and ascertained that the owner had come all the way from the Sassafras River. By the looks of his rub rails and hull I daresay he had hit quite a few objects on the way. He confirmed he had a cell phone and water. The boat evidently had no electrical and only one motor working at very low rpms for short periods. He seemed confused and unconcerned about his predicament. Using a pry bar, the guys were able to get the non functioning windlass to release the anchor chain and they were able set an anchor for him.
Sorry I don't have anything for scale. This is a BIG boat. It was full of trash and junk so hard to tell if it was an elderly live aboard that just happened to decide to go on a wander today or what, but at least now when the tide turns and the water starts flowing out again, he won't be floating back down river through the mooring field again.