Another boat day now that I'm back on my feet.
Today's work isn't too exciting, but I did nix the old fridge. The dumpster at the wharf is always full of boat detritus so I can't throw away as much as I want to, and I always have to take the time to make it as small as possible.
If I had more energy, I'd bike back to the harbor and fill my backpack up with another load of wood and bronze that might survive the rebuild, but I don't wana push it, so I'll just stay home and rest.
Some side thoughts:
It's very funny seeing how my standards for "salvageable" have changed since the winter. I just found a bag of "stuff to keep", which I'd now categorize 90% of it as "stuff to toss".
Even if I never manage to get her seaworthy, I'm really enjoying this process. I feel like when I was a kid and my dad and I took apart the garage door opener to fix it. Nonstop fascination and learning. She was an overpriced lesson, but I'm a happy student.





