After cleaning up the boat a bit and lunch onboard, I decided to tackle the dinghy motor once again. Cleaned the carburetor with some rubbing alcohol and it worked surprisingly well at dissolving the goop that had once again formed due to ethanol laced gasoline. One day we are all going to pay a big price for mixing corn syrup in our fuel. Mechanics who replace fuel injectors and work on the few carbureted engines still around must love the stuff.
I needed a new fuel line on the outboard so I rode a mile to the local hardware store. Naturally they did not have it, so then I rode three miles over the big bridge to the West Marine and naturally they did not have it. Then I headed south on US-1 to find an auto parts store and they were only another three miles away. The clerk said they did not have anything that small but I convinced her to let me go in the back and look. Low and behold we have enough new hose to make several gas lines. This is a good lesson to learn about being persistent in this day and age where so many people working in retail know absolutely nothing about their products. It is a sad state of affairs and why I cringe every time someone in a store asks “may I help you”, when chances are they cannot. I hate to be this way but you know it is true.
Anyway we now have a new gas can with premixed fuel made with synthetic two cycle oil and 100% gasoline, which they sell right here. Tomorrow if the weather cooperates we may actually take a dinghy ride. The weather is miserably windy today. There are numerous restaurants that have dinghy docks in the area. That is because there is a large mooring field here and those people have to use a dinghy to get from boat to shore.
Sunday will be a day of rest and exploration of this neat community. Perhaps I will be able to give you a tour.