We only needed to go 44 miles to get to Ditto
Landing Marina so we held off departing till 9:30 as we still had to pay the
Marina people as they had gone home before we got there last night. There was a
bait shop/grille a couple hundred yards away that we decided to try for
breakfast. They had a kitchen complete
with grill so I asked for some scrambled eggs and sausage and the lady said I
could only have a breakfast biscuit with scrambled eggs and sausage. They were not a real kitchen and only warmed
up pre-made stuff from one of the pre-made food stuff companies. These were the kitchen staff waving goodbye to us. We dined in fine fashion anyway then returned
to the dock to pay our bill. 
They were in no hurry to collect our money as
smoking and joking had precedent. Soon
we were underway. Arrived at Ditto
Landing about 3:00 and went to the fuel dock to refuel and find out where we
were supposed to park for the night. “Manager
Nick” was not at the dock at the moment so his assistant started up the gas
pump, but before he could begin, Joe checked the fuel fill inlet and determined
that the fuel hose had come off once again. (Remember I said more on this
later, well it is now later) We had to
disassemble the starboard wall of the interior once again. This time we took the wall panel completely
off. Apparently, the Carver Boat
Company, when building these boats decided to cut each fill hose off 2 inches
too short. We estimated that 4 inches
per boat over a production run of 10,000 boats = 40,000 inches of $10.98 per
foot fuel hose. This saved them
$36,600.00 and caused us much aggravation.
Once we had the wall panel completely off and the hose correctly
repaired, Joe went into cleaning mode vacuuming up about 5 pounds of mud dauber
nests that were inside the wall.
Notice how lovely the weather is, we are all bundled up like it is the middle of winter.
Finished fueling and moved into out slip for the night. “Manager Nick” arrived and I asked him if he would honor our free night slip for the 104 gallons we had bought earlier last week. He thought and thought and thought, checked the sun, and determined if he said no, we still had time to go somewhere else and spend our money there. All was good. Total miles today: 44 and one lock
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