It was now obvious that we weren't going to finish this project in a day. Adding insult to injury, the new fuel pump he ordered came without the block gasket, so we couldn't even mount the new pump (without getting gasket material and making a new gasket. So, we got a parts list together and headed to the marine diesel parts shop. Naturally, what we needed had to be ordered, so we put in the order and headed back to the boat.
After we regained our composure, my buddy asked if we should try going out for a short sail. He knows better than to ask me if he doesn't want to go. I said, let's put the old pump back in to plug the hole in the block and go sailing. Since I wanted to go, I put the pump back in. We fired up the diesel and motored out of his slip. The tide was still coming in, but we thought it was up enough to get out. As we were approaching the end of the harbor, in a twist of fate that smacked of divine intervention, the engine died and we ran aground. So, we were stuck right in the middle of the harbor - not drifting toward the rocks on either side.
Well, we dove into the engine and found water in the fuel. His racor was slap full of water, and had been for awhile from the looks of things. The metal at the top of the filter cartridge was covered in rust. About the time we figured out the issue, someone from his club saw us and called to rub our noses in it. After the required harassment was complete, he brought the clubs power boat out and towed us back in. Once back in the slip, we continued to pull parts of the fuel system out. The final filter, mounted on the engine had water in it, also. What's worse, there was so much algae in the filter element that the water/fuel blend inside of the filter element wouldn't even drain through it.
We spent a few minutes plotting a course to remove the water from the rest of the fuel system, then headed for home...

Wishing he was trimming sails, my buddy is diving into the engine compartment trying to figure out why the tank he drained two months ago has water in it... Fortunately, our buddy Charley (looking on) has a good diesel game.

Today, my buddy with the Potter 19 invited me to go for a quick afternoon sail. Hopped on the boat at his dock, fired up the old Yamaha two stroke kicker, and off we went. Raised the sails in the river, shut the kicker down, and spent a few hours enjoying a beautiful 65-68 degree, cloudless afternoon.


Takeaway: A day on a boat is good, even if you're working on it. A day of sailing, with no issues, is easier to enjoy.
