All went well this morning. With the faucet fixed and the unneeded parts returned to the hardware store, we cast off from Norton's around noon and motored over to Regatta Point Yachting Center. The boat yard and docks at Norton's are well maintained, the facilities are clean and the people are very friendly, but, still, it's a boatyard, not a cruising destination. At Regatta Point, I was able to enjoy the pool while doing five loads of laundry.
Meanwhile, Peter worked on the autopilot in the aft compartment. When I returned to the boat, I noticed a strong smell of diesel fuel, indicating a leak. However, Peter continued with his work, and I proceeded to make our bed with clean linens and put clothes away.
We took a walk as bright sunshine became a warm evening glow of light and then had dinner in the cockpit. Afterwards, Peter went to look for the source of the diesel fumes. He did not need to look far; there is a pool of fuel on the engine room floor. However, he is unable to determine the source. In the morning, we will need to contact the mechanic who worked on the engine--we thought he had done a wonderful job!--and wait for him to come by to find and fix the problem.
So, I'm still trapped in Deltaville!
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