Monday, March 4, 2019

Flamenco Boat Yard: fools

        2 PM.  I thought life would get better today.  It didn’t.
        I had been waiting in the heat for Steve, the rigger, with increasing frustration and anger since 8 AM.
        After several phone calls I have just learned that Steve and a helper did come over this morning and were refused entry to the boat yard by security because it is closed for the carnival holidays.  No one bothered to notify me of this, who must have been at the time about fifteen yards away.
        So I suffer for two more days.  104.5º when I left the Great Cabin a few minutes ago.
        GANNET is due to be launched on Wednesday.
        Flamenco Marina is expensive and run down.  Broken toilet doors are held together by tape.  The showers not only do not have hot water, not essential in this climate, they don’t even have shower heads.  Just a stream of water from an open pipe.  The toilets are dirty.  Many of the docks are subject to strong surge.  And the wifi doesn’t work.
        I have arranged a mooring at Balboa Yacht Club where I have stayed before, and after launching and restepping the mast—hopefully Steve will be over again Wednesday, but I can do it myself with a yard worker or two—I will fit the Torqeedo and go to Balboa.
        I will be so damn glad to get out of here, both boat yard and country.