Rain, Condensation, and Fruit Flies
After venting my frustration with paucity of artifacts in southwestern national parks, I found some great photographs on the national parks website. Here is my favorite of Anasazi pottery from Mesa Verde.
We got back to Portland last Wednesday, and by Thursday morning it had begun to rain steadily. It rained through a weekend visit to the Oregon coast, and as we drove north to return to our winter moorage near Seattle. It rained all of Sunday and Monday, bringing widespread flooding to coastal Washington. Today, Tuesday it stopped raining, the sky has cleared, the temperature has dropped, and we can see the moon (see also the phase of the moon on the righthand sidebar).
This sudden drop in temperature and some energetic onboard cooking have precipitated (a pun) the worst condensation we have ever seen inside the boat. Every porthole, hatch, and window are weeping moisture, and the above water surfaces that are close to the hull are visibly damp. This must be one of the realities of living onboard in the winter months.
A second odd on-board problem is fruit flies. We left the boat at the beginning of October as pristine as we could, but somehow the tiny critters have been breeding for a full month. We humans have become possessed, as we constantly are swatting and batting at the fruit flies.
So here we are in Eagle Harbor living on the boat in the winter, mopping up drips and swinging at fruit flies. And looking at the moon. Loony?