That means it's time for a ritual here on Eolian: the semi-annual changing of the zinc (we only have the one - a D-sized prop nut zinc).
My rational self, steeped in self-preservation is humming in my ear, "Put it off as long as possible". But today (Thursday) we had unseasonably warm air temps here in Seattle - 70°, and the wind was calm. That's as good as it is likely to get for a long, long time...
|Who's that on the foredeck?|
|A mere shadow of its former self|