Pensa-Cool-AAAH!
By 8 am we had pulled the anchors and were cruising down the 30-mile long Choctawhatchee Bay, still in the panhandle of Florida. We’ve had interrupted sleep the last two nights as our generator has been stalling. Last night at 2 am, Mike changed yet another fuel filter on the thing. Brenda got out of bed as well—something literally didn’t smell right. Despite generator and engine hiccups and finding the source of odors that shouldn’t be, Mike hums a tune to himself as he goes to and fro between the three bilge areas (where most things get fixed): ( 1) the engine room; (2) the generator area; and (3) where the air conditioner and pumps are accessed. His years of farming with his dad and Uncle Dale and cousin Duane-- as well as his experience with our truck-washing business-- have prepared him well for this trip. And Brenda is grateful for it! In the past two days, “Velsignet” has traveled over 120 miles. Each morning, we w...