There was no sunrise...just a slow change from abject darkness to the dim gray grimness of a perpetual twilight. The skies spit, drooled, and misted. It was not a delightful day for a sail, so I didn't.
But having planned a maintenance day a few weeks back, I was ready for a day like today. The space heater was already in the cabin and the tools and cardboard to mock-up a holding tank installation were sitting ready to go in the workshop.
In the past few weeks I had researched possible tanks and picked three that 'just might work'. It was a bit of a Goldilocks mission finding one that fit through the opening in the bunk flat without too many modifications, but which was big enough to hold a lot of waste. The good news was that the area under the Vee berths was designed as sail storage and so are big bins with large removable tops.
My first stab at a mock-up suggest that the tanks under consideration wont't fit without modifying the coamings arround the lockers. I am not sure that I want to do that.
The good news is that I did track down a few leaks. The fact that there are leaks at all is very frustrating after I had rebed all of the deck hardware a couple years ago. But it looks like one contanqueous bolt and a small leak at one of the chainplate eschutcheon so its not too bad.
I also helped the owner of a boat at my dock begin to figure out what needs to be done to set up their boat to be easier to singlehand.