Monday June 18 is Day 25 and we are at the marina in Malletts Bay, Vermont, with the intention firstly of avoiding a series of thunderstorms, and then perhaps have the attentions of a mechanic for an hour during the stay. The former we had in spades, with the skies opening up around us, torrential rain, and rolling thunder most of the day and well into the night. It felt good to be tied to a dock in such a storm and not be at anchor with all that lighting around.
As we were drying out the next day, Will the mechanic arrived first thing and we sorted a mysterious oil leak – a small oil line to the pressure gauge – and some other small stuff.
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