I should’ve seen it coming. After all, when you go on a significant trip with an almost 70-year-old boat on its original, albeit rebuilt engine, you know you will have fun.
To be honest, I probably could have avoided the issues, but after two months of working on the boat I just wanted to get out and enjoy her for a change. She hadn’t given us too many problems so I thought I had things in hand. The fuel system problems I was sure I had beaten by replacing the tank and fuel lines and rebuilding the carb.
There were other potential trouble spots of course, but sometimes you just have to head out anyway and trust to providence and your own wits to get you there. Sometimes it works, some times it doesn’t. I’ve become pretty cocksure about my abilities to pull my chestnuts out of the fire when shit goes sideways, and it only just occurred to me that I might have gotten a little too complacent in that regard.