“Yup, he’s in there how should we get him out?!” Sometimes I just have to laugh at the things that happen to us on a day to day basis. Today was just another day in Mexico.
We woke up very early today and I don’t know why. Lisa couldn’t sleep and then with all the lights on in the boat, I couldn’t either. When eight o’clock rolled around Lisa started the Amigo net. The Amigo net is a Single Side Band net that has a primary purpose to pass along weather information to mariners and people in Mexico that care about such things. Lisa has been doing this net on and off for several months filling in for controllers that are absent or in marina’s which normally means that their transmissions are a bit light on the radio.
I cooked breakfast for Lisa while she did her radio duty, then took Sparks out for a walk and finally returned back to the boat around 9:30 am. Lisa had already started doing laundry and when she saw me return put me on notice that today was “clean the boat day” and she would not stand for me giving her any unwanted attention or moping about the house trying to get her to go do something “adventurous”. I know when I am beat so I looked around the boat for something to do and finally figured it was time to clean the bottom of the old girl.
Last February we put a new coat of paint on the bottom of the boat and up till now we have done very little to keep things clean and smooth down there. The Mexican Comex bottom paint has held up well and as far as I can tell with a little maintenance we will get another good 6 months or more out of this single coat. I would not say that is typical, so a small golf clap for Comex is probably in order.
I got out my tools which consisted of a plastic putty knife for most of the things I would find attached to the bottom and a metal putty knife for those pieces of real hard stuff that sometimes find themselves attached to the prop. The biggest part of the job was actually the line of green fur that extended about 1″ under water and the barnacles that had attached themselves to the very bottom of the keel. Up until the time I attacked the big barnacles I was pretty much injury free, but not free from other pests.
In the past we have cleaned the bottom and when I came up at the end of the job I have been covered in small shrimp and sometimes a funny looking worm or two. These are dealt with by just rinsing off with clean sea water and then a quick shower to freshen up for Lisa. This time it was miniature crabs. I will post a picture that we took later, but since this will be posted first by Ham Radio, I won’t include any, so use your imagination.
No sooner had I appeared over the gunnels that Lisa was telling me I had a crab on my arm, on my legs, in my hair etc. I believe that most of the crabs came from the 1″ layer of grass near the water line, but then again I was under the keel for quite a while with a steady rain of barnacle chips, seaweed and what not falling on me for at least a full 30 minutes. The crabs flicked off pretty easy and I sat in the cockpit dripping dry in the warm sun while sipping a cool Indio beer. Eventually my ears started to drain (being underwater does that sometimes) and I dabbed at the moisture with my towel. Lisa had just taken notice of all the scrapes and cuts that I had successfully added to my body when I told her I though I might have a crab in my ear. “Yup, he’s in there, how should we get him out!” she said as she smiled and giggled slightly at my misfortune.
Lisa thought we should us needle-nose pliers, but I opted for the less obtrusive formula of a warm cup of clean water. It didn’t take long before not just one but two crabs popped their heads out of my right ear. Taking a lesson from Sparky I shook my head and both appeared on the cockpit floor, fine. A couple of minutes later and the other ear started to tingle as two more crabs came out of the left ear. I can’t say for sure that they are all out even now but if they remain all I can hope for is that they trim up a little of the old man hair that has started to appear in there.
Always a good time on the Gold Coast of Mexico.