I do not yet have a picture of a roasted rotisserie chicken to post but I ‘allege’ that the Fresnel lenses kicked up the output to 325/160 degrees F/C. That is only 50 degrees better than before but it should be enough to prove the ‘oven’ claim when we decide to cook in it. I have a pic of the temperature gauge at 325 but the real proof will be in the taste and appearance of the chicken……within a few days, I hope.
Sal’s carb on her Suzi has gone wonky and so we removed it and cleaned it and did crap and, of course, it was worse. Sal is getting better as a mechanic, tho. She has to be. I cannot get my hands in there. After our failure, an outboard mechanic-friend then took the carb for a better cleaning and inspection. Sal got it back on the engine yesterday and it started up right away but still only ran half-throttle and idled a bit rough. More to do.
The ship’s lights I started cleaning up two blogs back or so are up and looking great! That was a schmozzle. We wired the workshop almost 7 years ago (I think) and, of course, did NOT draw out the wiring plan before or after. OR since. So, when we went back to the task, we just looked at what wires were in the unused junction boxes and ‘remembered’ where they went and came from. But we kept blowing fuses, tripping breakers, even twice screwing up the inverter and were faced with a light that, when the switch was thrown, would not run off. That was a three day (two hours a day, tho) fiasco. In retrospect, we had ‘remembered’ the junction box wiring wrong. The light we installed needed a new wire and the light switch we were using was simply not part of that circuit. This is NOT rocket science, folks. It is almost as simple as plumbing. But we came up short by encountering mystery shorts. Solved now, tho. Sheesh.
Came up in my boat on a big Humpy the other day. It was real close. Big flukes rising and descending right in front of me. Pretty neat.
After the plague, comes the pestilence. We’ve had mice! Six trapped in three days!!! We spent hours and hours mouse-proofing the house when we built it and it has been pretty successful so far. But a door was left open and a few got in. But six!? Methinks they have found another way in and so the ‘tracking-the-mouse’ challenge is now underway. Life OTG has mice. Part of the scene. They come. They go. And we kill ’em. Still, the local gossip is that this is a bumper year for mice and everyone is having to deal with it.
First Trump, eh? Now this mouse business!
Oh, well. We’ll win. We are bigger than they are and I, at least, am not afraid of mice. Sal? (We’ll leave that topic for another day).
I am gonna buy a car. Something cheap, small and 4×4. Gonna put it on the island and drive it around a bit now and then…show guests the lay of the island, visit folks, pick up guests, do some community work, maybe drive the doctor to see patients now and then…that kind of thing. I figure I may put 500 miles on it a year…if…probably not….
Our 40-step or so front stairs need rebuilding. The lower third needs it now. Almost dangerous. Kinda. Of course, that means I may get to it by next Spring. It’ll take me awhile to get in the lumber and well, you know…whales go by, guests come and go and we go out to play around in the garden and up the creek or on the boat. Then there’s Netflix and dinner and wine. Spring might be a bit optimistic.
NOT a hot-blog day but keeping the ol’ fingers a’typing is important (for me). I am looking forward to saying something worthwhile soon. DO NOT hold your breath.