Calling it a night

We got some groceries and Ralph ate Thai food.  “Thai Sticky Rice” restaraunt in Morehead city was decent, but not superb. Lunch at Beach Bumz pub was disappointing for me. Captain Ralph enjoyed his Hawaiian chicken sandwich, but they smothered it in cheese despite his request to withhold. They had amazing onion ultra-thin onion rings and fresh cut fries. Sadly, my shrimp tacos came with breaded, deep-fried shrimp so I tossed them straight into the trash. To the entire south: breading doesn’t belong anywhere near a shrimp. And stop with the damn deep frying. Just stop. 

Check out this Huckins at the marina. Unreal!

I checked in with Z and my home still stands. He sent me these photos and my heart is aching. Ivy is a red Doberman and Mia is a purebred Rottie. 

Look how happy this pup is! Stellar work Uncle Z!!!

Great day of boating today with no issues. Our fuel filters were plugged again so I switched them out this afternoon and also tightened the packing glands on the driveshafts. I also completely disassembled and rebuilt the Racor fuel filter housing on the starboard motor to fix the air leak (I see it coming out of the bottom edge of the centrifuge). No change, I am beginning to wonder whether air is getting in someplace OTHER THAN the filter housing. There is a steady stream of fine bubbles visible in the bowl.  Our port motor is using less fuel too. I could change fuel filters on this boat with my eyes closed by now!

Doing my laundry and hitting the hay. Spiking the Captains cocktail with melatonin in hopes he will sleep past dawn ;).