Wine, gin, and cleaning out the bilges


Saturday night’s fajitas.

Cleaning out the bilges: it’s not as bad as it sounds and in this case it was worth it. Although on the Biscay adventure I was a bit squeamish at the thought, Kevin told me that the bilges make a good larder and general storage place. Hold that thought.

After our first night on the boat, I was up early Sunday (without wanting to go into too much detail, it made me realize that holding tanks are a necessity and not a luxury) so I drew dog-walking duty. There is a nice field not far from Masquerade’s pontoon so it is very handy for Wikka. We had breakfast in bed (or is that breakfast in berth?) and then set to work.

A priority for both of us, well, me in particular, was to find all the wine and gin that we had secreted away in various lockers and storage areas so it would be safe on the passage. (Safe from breakage, that is, though Kevin did keep winding me up by telling me he’d found another of my gin stashes.) We got up to five bottles of gin and about a case of wine in total, as well as some brandy and a bottle of Madeiran poncho that we were given by John and Ana Paola. (And yes, we found one bottle in the bilges. See? A good storage place.)


View of the marine from on deck.

The galley benefited from a good scrub down: I may have mentioned earlier in this blog about some cooking spillages on particularly rough sections of the trip from Portugal. James was focusing on finding the spare door catches that he knew where in there somewhere. Have I mentioned that there are lots of spares on board? Remember all those broken dishes before we even left Portugal? There was that and another catch that had started behaving strangely during the voyage. Paul ‘mended’ it with some WD40, after which it stopped working altogether.

There wasn’t as much to do as I had thought; we’d done a fair amount of clearing out of general stuff as we went along, so it was a case of lots of scrubbing on my part and lots of looking through drawers and lockers on James’s part. We need to start replacing household-type things like tableware, bedding, unbreakable glasses (for all that wine and gin) and the electronics need to be tweaked. Maybe I’ll go into that some more another time when I understand or at least know more about it myself.

It all took somewhat less time than we thought so we finished up and got an earlier ferry back. That all sounds like a bit of an anti-climax, but we were happy with the way she looked when we left; the dog wasn’t too traumatised; and since then Terry has moved Masquerade to the boatyard where work is commencing.

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