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In some countries, Gooseneck barnacles are considered a delicacy. I was fortunate enough to be born in a country where that is not the case.

For sailors they are a speed-robbing plague no matter what their nationality. They will grow in any surface below the waterline that is not protected with some form of anti-fouling. Yesterday, with the the log showing zeroes and a substantial wake behind the boat, I figured something wasn’t right with the impeller.

Here’s what I removed: A fine appetizer for those inclined. I demurred and opted for baked beans.

Follow my tracks in real-time:


1 Comment
  • Claude
    Posted at 20:39h, 29 March Reply

    In weather like today having a fellow partner would make the difference of the world.

    Heavy weather conditions are great only when you have enough energy to enjoy it. I wish you the time of your life.

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