We were so tired on Thursday after we docked in Charleston. We just set up the electrical connection then checked in with the marina, picking up some ice at the office. We didn't leave the marina, didn't even make it to the showers. Heather made spaghetti and we crashed early.
First thing in the morning I found a spare fuel filter and swapped out the old one. The diesel in the bowl was clear, but the white paper filter was completely covered in a black slime. This is the poo of a microbe that likes to hang out at the interface between the fuel in the diesel tank and any water on the bottom. The water can come from bad fuel, or from breathing in moisture as a part of the expansion and contraction of the fuel tank contents as the temperature changes. Unfortunately even very tiny particulates can choke a diesel engine, so this is something else to keep an eye on.
After cleaning up and getting the diesel smell off of me we had brunch at Miller's All Day, where I pretended to share a large carafe of mimosas with Heather. I guess you really shouldn't have a carafe to yourself, so we headed back to the boat for a nap and to wait out the heat.
We cooled off inside the boat. An afternoon shower blew in and cooled things off outside, so we went to the outdoor(ish) market for Heather to do a little shopping.
We had dinner at the Swig and Swine, did a little more shopping, then back to boat for us.
Another vintage boat giving tours was in the river when we returned to the boat, this one named the Pride. All those sails are pretty but look like way too much work.
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