Mar 162014
 

I thought maybe I was through. I was hoping it would never happen again. But it did. I feel so ashamed. It was every bit as humiliating as I remember from the last time it happened. I’ll be living with the guilt for a long time.

For the first time in 3 years….I had to buy some gas.

I know. I feel just as bad about it as you do. The stigma, the shame, the guilt, and I’m out $15.

$4.55 a gallon. That’s what you pay at a marina for non ethanol gas. Gotta have it. Outboards don’t run on nuthin’ else. And when I leave this shithole, I’ll need gas to do so.

So that’s it. I’m no better off than before when I had the jeep. A slave to the oil industry. Just another member of the fossil fuel herd. Doomed to bend to the will of the giant petroleum industry. I feel used and beaten.

Anyways, as a bonus, after I filled up the little 3 gallon fuel tank I found out the fuel line that goes from said tank to the motor leaked. So I had to trudge up to the local boat supply emporium and get a new hose assembly, for $54.

This is why I don’t wanna own anything with an engine. Infernal combustion engines are expensive and high in maintenance. They require fuel, oil, parts, and tools to fix. They are noisy, pollute, and smell bad. But I ain’t a good enough sailor to move the boat by wind only, so I have to have an outboard.

I need to run the engine and make sure it will get me to the next port ok. The 3 gallons should be plenty. I plan on lowering the mast and going up through Cow Key channel instead of all the way around the island. Less traffic, currents, and wind to deal with.

Still not sure where I’m going to wind up. I need to go to the other marina and see if there will be a slip open. I’m keeping all other options open too. In the off chance something on land comes up I’ll sell the boat in a minute.

Don’t get me wrong, I like boat living, in spite of the past year, but not having to be concerned with taking care of a boat right now would sure solve a lot if financial and mental issues. A nice quiet little apartment, a RV someplace, something nice and simple would suit my needs perfectly right now.

First things first though. Get the boat ready to move, and sail the hell out of here.

Capt. Fritter

  3 Responses to “Living Aboard: The Unthinkable Has Happened”

  1. just judging by the last year with your boat… and other boat living blogs i follow… it seems a really wonderful way of life.
    but simple?
    it’s not. and for a simple minimalist i think it might be sheer hell. something constantly …. etc. etc.
    at least that’s what i’ve taken from it.
    i wouldn’t have the energy for even just the constant day to day issues.
    i admire those who do even more now.
    i’d sell it and view my sunsets over the ocean from the beach!
    i like the feel of bare sand on my toes. and a stable little apt that’s somebody else’s responsibility.
    not that I could afford a stable little apt where you are!!! 😉

  2. I have come to the conclusion that there is no perfect living situation. We just do the best we can. For my van that means finding diesel with no more than 5% bio in it. In the midwest that is challenging. But, somehow, we all survive anyway. You will find a way.