As the Moon is on the wane, I find myself at the Hotel laguna, downtown Laguna Beach, California, staring through the windows and across the water to Catalina Island. Yesterday I met Jimmy Rooney, son of Micky Rooney, right here in the little bar. Really friendly fella, he. He had a doll on his arm, who… Continue reading Well!
So, after a minor re-configuring of my beloved Civic Motorhome, (removal of passenger seat) I head said Honda south on the I-5. I chose the Washington SR58, the Willamet Highway, as my route of choice across the Cascades. This, as I play the role of the proverbial Rainbird. Dropping down into Nevada, on old US… Continue reading My yearly Sojourn begins!
Such a venerable beauty as Starbright needs more than this poor man can supply. I have done much research, and am now seeking an organization to take her on instead of me. There are groups around the Puget Sound that do take on project boats such as wooden boat building schools. Restoration for preservation of… Continue reading Starbright’s Future
After spending all day at the Title Window in Port Townsend, I finally got it squared away. Now the only thing was to get the insurance policy I had been told about, only a week prior; from the boat insurance guru hiss own self.Of such things dreams are made. Oh, says he, we looked it… Continue reading Now, About the required Insurance
So the Captain went below, with a can of ether, and so did fire up the son of a bitch! With apologies to Gilbert and Sullivan, I have done exactly that! The old Mercedes Marine Diesel runs like a Swiss watch. Tomorrow, our sea trials commence. Once ship shape, we intend to cross the… Continue reading “Fire Up the Son of a Bitch, the Golden Gate is Passed!”
Yesterday I troubleshot the starter system, today, after freeing a stuck solenoid, got the motor cranking. Tomorrow, will service the fuel system, and expect it to fire. Has not been run for a year. Diesels are touchy about water in the fuel, so will check all that tomorrow.
So, I was raised in Orange, California, in an orange grove, under the Eucalyptus trees, next to the chicken ranch. An older brother and sister who were mean, a not so older brother and a little sister, who I was mean to. My first memories were from San Pedro, where everyone knows that I was… Continue reading ORANGE COUNTY