I call the engine The Beast but frankly, the Constance Marie, carrying the name of Mom, is an angel. Little by little this angel is getting Her wings back. With Andy's supervision, Reese and I manned the block and tackle and hoisted the mighty 10hp 2 cylinder (ok guys stop laughing, I am an old school guy. If I wanted a dragster with 18hp or more I would have converted to nitro-methane). Cruising is cruising. Racing is racing. Currents are currents. Wind is wind. I am not worried about changing out the engine because Dennis The Wise told me that "SAILING AND SCHEDULES DON'T MIX" so why be in a hurry going from Point A to Point B.
|Figure 35 - The Beast back home|