The Native Iowan

Hanging in the land of sea and air and dark-skinned smiles… It is very good.

Sunday morn here. Kinda slow n quiet. I spent the night at San Bis. Slept in a mossy net, under a leaf roof in the rain. With the sea gurgling under my house. It was very, very nice.

Got up and buzz’d over here to do some cleaning on ICE. All done, got coffee n music going. My new fan does not make more noise than the stereo. Kinda nice.

Spent the last few days chasing a phantom electrical fault. The answer ended up pretty simple… we went and got the guy that jury rigged it in the first instance. All is well now. I am very pleased.

We plan to take her out this afternoon and sea-trial a bit. If all well we will pull ropes n steam north to the Arnavons tomorrow.

The sky is slate-blue. It is hot n humid out. I run an aircon onboard ICE so below decks is always very pleasant. Not else in being uncomfortable if you have the means to chill thing out.

Some picts of the week…

Dawnie n I having lunch at the Gizo Hotel…

Watching the Blues Brothers at San Bis…

And life is good…

Except for the funkadelic fuel system onboard ICE…