No matter how well it goes, after any major repair, you’ve got to go out and give things a test run. See what stays fixed, what new things break, and how many other things decide it’s all of a sudden time to pack it in and take a vacation. I don’t like to be ruled by superstition, but if you leave the shakedown out, you’ve pretty much guaranteed that Murphy, patron god of mechanics and errant adventurers, will take a decided interest in the way things play out for your little endeavor. Word of advice…it never ends well when the gods start looking upon your mortal doings as the afternoon’s celestial entertainment. Do the shakedown.
We slid on out into the channel kind of latish in the afternoon with the skies alternating between a lowering glower and sudden bright sun. It looked unreal, like a set straight out of Lemony Snickett’s A Series of Unfortunate Events. Adding to the creepy-cool factor, we were largely alone, but for the ever present military patrols past the Coronados and a solitary other sailboat.
We didn’t have much in the way of wind, and what wind there was came in fits and starts, leaving the surface of the water to heave and sigh undisturbed like a molten silver oil slick. It was eerie and beautiful.
She checked out ok. Not perfect, but more than ok to make it to Ensenada.
Glad to see you are on your way. “Joli Elle” is moving right along. I too am working on the hydraulics. Self steering is on, Auto-pilot working, plumbing 90% and electrical 60%. Looking at a lay-off in a month…EeeeHaaa!!!
Glad you’re making progress, Marty. Hope to see you soon!