11-5-90 - Floyd - Passage
2nd night out, yep found a lobster pot, C-Jay warns us of hammerheads and a close call freeing his prop just as I am about to jump over the side into the inky black bottomless depths. So I recheck our situation and find we are snagged over the bobstay and not the prop, good deal! What is not a good deal is Sir Perkins is now blowing out alot of black smoke from being overloaded. The oil pressure drops and I find about 3 qts of deisle in the oil. the final 80 miles to Vivario is a nightmare of pumping out scalding hot oil with the hand pump and replacing it with new. I worry that Sir Perkin's last thrum will come any minute.
Fatigue is getting to me and hallucenating alittle bit, the fleet looks like little candles in the distance but cannot tell how far or how close they are, also passing something in the night with a green light, I don't know what it is and whether it is 10 ft away or 10 miles? In case I run an avoidance course until I'm sure I am clear. do de do de
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