This weekās adventure started with one of those innocent āhey, letās check thatā moments. We opened the forward locker where we store life vestsāand accidentally disturbed a long-standing treaty with several insect nations.
We didnāt set out to launch an eviction, but when the sawdust starts falling and the structural integrity looks questionable, itās time to take action.
Removed, reinforced, repainted. The space is solid again. And yeah, itās oddly satisfying seeing it all clean and ship shape, even if we felt a little bad displacing the previous occupants.
Sometimes boat maintenance is grease and chaos. Other times, itās a slow archaeological dig into your own neglect.
Music: Smoky Wood & his Wood Chips Woodchip Blues (1937)
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