Bloglins

According to Idette my blog has acquired a life of its own. When things get too quiet and the blog starts getting boring it conjures mishaps so I can talk about them. Actually I didn't need this last "happening" to talk about adventures. I think the blog punishes my laziness because coming into this marina with strong winds was adventure enough. We came in first, with Juan already complaining about the marina being really bad. There were three guys waiting for us, which should have given us a clue. We turned into the slip and while I was throwing the line to one of the guys, Juan was jumping in and out of the cockpit holding on to pilings to keep us straight. In one of those leaps he scratched his knee and started bleeding.
Then Sweet Tides started coming in on our port side, and as Idette turned to get into the slip the wind, which was strong and coming from her starboard, pushed them out completely into the channel where the fuel dock and a big boat were. There was another guy at that pier that took one of their lines and after a lot of work , between him and the three other guys plus Juan, they managed to get them in. Idette says she was really nervous because she thought they would never manage to turn the boat. But they did.
So well I should have told that story and that would have been more than enough.
But no. We had another "adventure" this morning.
Juan always gets up much earlier than me, and although for 35 years I have told him I do not hear noises when I am sleeping but I hate to have the doors closed, with the best of intentions of course, he always gets up and closes both doors.
Today I woke up feeling hot and stuffy. I couldn't breathe properly. So I complained again about him closing the doors. The room smelled of sulfur, I am sure he had bad thoughts about me and did not say anything. But after a while the whole boat smelled.
We had changed the propane and started to smell the tanks and lather them with foam to see if the leak was coming from there. We even asked Mike to smell his tanks to see if Sweet Tides had a leak.
After a lot of sniffing we discovered the source. The battery banks are under our bed and one of the banks was boiling and filling up the room with sulfuric acid!! I could have been poisoned!! We have got rid of the batteries, bought new ones, and now everything is back to normal. We are just waiting for Sweet Tides to finish filling its tanks so that we can be off to the anchorage.
Ok blog, enough now. We want a very boring, easy crossing and so that I do not lack adventures my next posting will deal with the propeller and Autoprop's answer to their malfunction!! We need to start getting the word out about their lousy expensive product and worse customer service.