We went for a bike ride yesterday, along the Bay Shore Trail. We stopped a couple of miles into the trail to hunt sea glass for Pam's jewelry making. We were only there for ten minutes or so when we heard a loud clap of thunder. We had left the doors and hatches open on the boat, so we hightailed it back. We made it back in plenty of time, although we both had mud stripes on our backs from puddles because our bikes have no fenders. The clouds were low and impressive.
We'll be in Atlantic Highlands for awhile. The Filter Bosses are on their way and I'm looking forward to getting them installed and practically eliminating our worry of engine failure. I think I'll use the old Racor 900s and the electric fuel pumps attached to them as a polishing system (for my landlubber readers, a way to cycle fuel through the filters to remove crud). All I'll have to do is run the lines back to the tank instead of the engines.
We wouldn't be going anywhere for the next few days anyway. The forecast is for gale winds, 20 to 25 knots, gusting to 35 knots with waves four to six feet. The direction is out of the west, so some boats have left and plan on hugging the coast where the waves won't be as bad. We're happy just sitting here at the marina.
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