NoFlex VS Happy Campers: The Holding Tank Files Finale

ATTN: It’s kind of disgusting. Just saying.

I am finally getting back to our holding tank experiments, as promised. Alert readers with good memories will recall that we did a little product review on Zaal NoFlex Disgestor. We determined that it was very good at decomposing toilet paper, even in salt water, and we decided we’d be using this stuff all the time in our holding tank. In the comments section, one of our regular readers said that someone on his dock recommended a product called Happy Campers Organic Holding Tank Treatment. His neighbor claimed it worked just as well for less money. Hmmm. I like the idea of ‘less money’. Another reader said he appreciated our science experiment, but he was most interested in what the digestor did to ‘solid waste’. That is science code for ‘poop’.  It’s hard for me to resist these kinds of challenges. So between one thing and another, an additional experiment was born.

That's "Dr. Molecule", if you please.

That’s “Dr. Molecule”, if you please.

I purchased a container of the Happy Campers, got some supplies together, and tootled out to the Olympic Peninsula to the home of my sister, Amy. She is the mother of a 13 year old boy with an enquiring mind and a sense of humor. She also has a big dog. I needed both of those things in order to get this experiment off the ground.

My supplies:

1 container Happy Campers
1 container Zaal NoFlex Digestor
A bunch of brand new, unused plastic containers with lids
1 big container of sea water from the marina
Protective lab things like latex gloves, wigs, and lab coats.
A ready supply of dog poop.
Scientific measuring devices such as a food scale and our eyeballs.

The donor. Gonzo.

The donor. Gonzo.

The goal: To determine which holding tank additive works best to digest ‘solid waste’, i.e. poop. That’s right. We went there.

Method:  Since I was doing this experiment with my nephew and don’t want to be a bad science role model we tried to use the scientific method, sort of. We wanted to test the products with both salt water and fresh water. The fresh water is well water from Amy’s house, so there are no chemical additives. We set up 6 new plastic containers: two each for each product (one each for salt and fresh water), and two controls that would have only salt or fresh water but no product in them. We measured two cups of either salt or fresh water into each container and labeled them. Holes were punched into the lids to allow oxygen into the containers, just as our holding tanks are vented.

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A bit too much.

We used 1.5 ounces of Gonzo poop for each container, weighing that out carefully. That was the most disgusting part of the experiment and offered plenty of opportunity for adolescent joking around. I’m talking about me and my sister, not my nephew. He’s way too mature and stoic to make dog poo jokes. We started this part of the experiment inside the house, but after opening the container of poo, thoughtfully collected by my sister before I arrived, we decided it was best to move it outside. I like doing experiments like this where other people have done the heavy lifting.

We initially decided we would add 1/4 teaspoon of each product to 2 cups of either salt or fresh water to see how the products responded. Deciding how to use the product was difficult because the directions are different for each one. Using the NoFlex requires that you add small amounts at a time to the tank. Using the Happy Campers requires that you add a scoop of the product to a gallon of water and flush that solution into the tank. It was a little bit like comparing apples and oranges but we needed to start somewhere, so the decision was made.fullsizeoutput_287

Results:

Adding the Happy Campers product to the containers resulted in little action right off the bat. The powder went in and dissolved and that’s pretty much it. After a few minutes some small bubbles began to form on the Gonzo poo.

 

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Adding the NoFlex digestor to the water was vastly more entertaining. Immediately the Gonzo offering began to fizz and bubble in a most satisfying way. Interesting things were obviously beginning to happen. Within 20 minutes the largest piece of solid waste in the fresh water container was fizzing and floating near the top of the container. That’s probably more than you really want to know. Here’s the video. We get pretty excited and Amy uses a really long word.

 

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The controls, both fresh and salt water with Gonzo poo added, sat there sullenly refusing to form bubbles or fizz or pretty much anything else. They were really boring.

Happy Campers, both fresh and salt water, within the first hour.

Happy Campers, both fresh and salt water, within the first hour.

At this point, I packed up my stuff and went home, leaving the experiment in the capable hands of my nephew and asking for a report back. They moved the containers inside to the table and then went to see a movie. When they got back, a few hours later, I got this text:

“Just got back from watching Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. The two with NoFlex are completely sludge on the bottom. Happy camper is mostly solid still. ”

Translation: Both the salt water and fresh water to which we had added the NoFlex had almost no remaining solids, only a layer of sludge on the bottom of the container. The Happy Camper’s had a thin layer of sludge but was mostly still solid waste.

About 7 hours of sitting and the NoFlex has taken care of most of the solids, even in salt water.

About 7 hours of sitting and the NoFlex has taken care of most of the solids, even in salt water.

At this point in the experiment, the No Flex was clearly ahead of the game for sheer entertainment value as well as fast acting digestion of solid waste. But had we given Happy Campers a fair shot? Was our experiment designed well considering how different these products are?

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Skippy, the unsuspecting donor.

I decided it was not, that Happy Campers deserved another shot at the win. This time I mixed up a proper solution according to the directions on the package. I didn’t bother with the salt water solution, just fresh. Since I do not have well water, I let the water sit overnight to dissipate chlorine. And I used our dog Skippy as a donor. The same amount of solution and poo was used.

The results were marginally better. After 24 hours, the solid waste was breaking down, but it was going to take its time doing it. Compared to the 7 or so hours the NoFlex took, this was a dramatic difference.

After sitting in the solution for 24 hours, there is decomposition, but still a lot of solid waste.

After sitting in the solution for 24 hours, there is decomposition, but still a lot of solid waste.

Conclusions: Both products will break down the waste in your holding tank, but based on this experiment, the Zaal NoFlex is going to work faster. I do not know how long it would take the Happy Campers product to break down the waste because I didn’t want to keep dog poo solution on my kitchen counter for that long. It’s gross. Perhaps the difference is kind of like the story of the tortoise and the hare. Slow but steady will get you there.  And you do need to add a small amount of NoFlex on a regular basis. Perhaps that’s where the cost saving issue with the Happy Campers comes into play.

For our purposes we’re still putting our money on the NoFlex, although we’ll keep the container of Happy Campers in reserve in case we run out of the NoFlex.  If there is any build up in the tank, the NoFlex will handle it, something the Happy Campers is not designed to do. In fact, they sell a different product on the Happy Campers website, designed to clean out the holding tank. Their website also makes the point that their product ‘lasts longer’ than any other product of its kind on the market. Perhaps that’s what we were seeing in our results. Maybe this product doesn’t work as fast, but it works longer.

That’s an experiment for another day. After all, research always brings up more questions than it answers. But I’ll leave you to decide if you want to go that far. And you’ll probably have to find your own 13 year old boy to help.

Studying up on the ingredients of these products and falling down the rabbit hole of research. Got to love a kid with an enquiring mind.

Studying up on the ingredients of these products and falling down the rabbit hole of research. Got to love a kid with an enquiring mind.

 

Preparing for Winter

Nine days.  That’s how much time lies between our warm, dry, comfortable home in Lakewood and living aboard a big drafty blue sailboat in the winter. We are feathering our floating nest preparing to move aboard during what is predicted to be a very cold winter in the Pacific Northwest. Brrr. It makes me cold just thinking about it, but here I sit in our cozy cabin, warm as toast.

Indoor temp is 77F. Toasty!

Indoor temp is 77F. Toasty!

Many of our land based friends wonder how we will keep warm on the boat during the winter. I wondered that, too, especially as the weather turns colder. It’s not a secret that I have decidedly NOT envied those liveaboards in our marina who are there year round. Nope. I did not envy them as I sat snugly in my sturdy energy efficient 1960’s rambler with all the thick insulation, double glazed windows and easy-to-adjust forced-air heat. I did not begrudge them their trip to the marina showers, and the hike back with wet hair wicking heat from heads hunkered against bitter wind. I did not yearn for that life style. But it is certain I will be joining them. Nine days and counting.

Move aboard, we will. This may not be the most cunning part of our plan, but it will do and it moves the plan forward considerably. After all, we have less than 6 months before we leave the dock!  I’m looking at this as an opportunity to learn to stay warm in creative ways. Galapagos was built in Greece. She is a warm weather boat. But if I am successful in not freezing my ass off and can learn to enjoy being aboard even if it’s cold outside, then maybe we could sail someplace like Norway or around the UK someday. Or even Ireland. A girl can dream.

Before I go on, I want to make the point that Mike does not suffer from cold as I do. Mike is the very definition of a warm-blooded mammal. Even when I know good and well that he’s cold just by looking at him, he says he isn’t. I’m not sure if he has that good a denial system, or whether his metabolism is, indeed, that impeccable. All I know is that when we go to bed at night, I’m the one using an electric blanket and wishing for a nice hot flat rock somewhere to lay in the sun and soak in the warmth. I’m the one with feet like small icebergs. I’m the one who wears fingerless mittens to bed so I can hold my hands up to hold the Kindle in fleecy comfort. Make what you will of that, but I’d appreciate your avoiding the term ‘reptilian’ when referring to me.

No, Mike does not suffer from the cold. He suffers from ME being cold. Because the day that I stop complaining about being cold one of two things will have happened: We will either be in Mexico, or I will be dying of hypothermia and be unable to speak. We’re not in Mexico yet. You do the logic. I owe it to him to continue to be cold out loud lest he think I am dying.

Sometimes wearing a wool cap inside makes all the difference.

Sometimes wearing a wool cap inside makes all the difference.

No, Mike could be just fine living aboard in sub zero weather with only a hot water bottle to give him succor. So it’s up to me to consider my heating needs… All right, fine. Mike considers my need for heat, too, but I suspect much of that has to do with keeping my loud whinging down to a manageable level. Anyhoo, in anticipation of the longest and darkest night of the soul year, we’ve begun collecting our resources and putting plans into action in what we hope will not become “The Big Chill of 2017”.

Giving it some thought for this post, I realize it comes down to these things:

  1.  Keep the cold out.
  2. Create and keep warmth  inside.
  3. Wear a lot of clothing.
  4. Move around.

On Galapagos, keeping the cold out starts in the cockpit. We have that cockpit enclosure that, while on its last legs, is going to last us this one winter. That keeps the wind and water out of the cockpit very nicely and also creates a greenhouse effect, making that space warmer than the surrounding air.  It serves to keep the cold out, and it also serves to create heat.  So we start getting warmed up just by entering the cockpit.

Many of the things we are doing to keep the cold out serve the purpose of also keeping the warmth in. I’m referring to all the ways we are insulating the boat. Non skid bathroom rugs make fine insulation between feet and the cold cabin floor in the middle of the night. In the salon, I have cut a yoga mat to fit under the table and across to the starboard settee. It’s easy to sweep clean, colorful, and gives another layer of insulation against cold feet. You know, if the extremities of the body are cold, the rest of the body follows suit.

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You can barely see the Frost King plastic around the edges here.

We lose a lot of heat through the ports and hatches because Galapagos has a ton of them. Some people block these with foam, but I do not want to block the life-giving rays of whatever weak and watery sun we get during the winter. To insulate the ports, I bought a cheap Frost King window insulation kit from Home Depot. It cost about 6$ and comes with plastic shrink wrap film and double sided tape. I taped all the ports after cleaning them well, then put up the window film, which is then shrunk tight using a hair dryer, effectively giving us double paned windows.  It’s a quick and satisfying project and will help reduce the amount of heat that escapes the ports.

For the clear overhead hatches, I’m planning to use big bubble wrap plastic, cut to fit the window, and secured with a little dab of caulk in each corner. We want to be able to open the hatches if necessary, and I’d like to preserve the light as much as possible.

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That little fan on top of the stove is turning due to the heat. It works great.

As a source of heat we have a really nice diesel stove and a selection of small, efficient electric heaters. The diesel is our main source of heat. It actually works so well that it keeps most of the boat warm. If we close the forward and aft cabin doors, it really heats things up.  Mike says it’s so efficient that it must run on love because even leaving it going 24 hours makes barely a difference in the amount of fuel in the tank. The stove has its own 14 gallon tank that is connected by a series of valves and pipes to the main fuel tank. Right now we have 300 gallons of fuel aboard. We’ll be fine.

Even with the temperature hovering around 68 degrees in the cabin, the air can feel chilly when I’m just sitting around reading or seeing clients. So I keep our electic throws we bought at Costco spread on the settees in the salon. Turned on low, they create a little bubble of warm air, just enough to allow me to sit comfortably and write this post. On very cold nights, we can use them in the aft cabin for sleeping. At least I can. Mike probably won’t need one.

Sitting on the electric throw allows a bubble of warm air to surround you. Mmmm.

Sitting on the electric throw allows a bubble of warm air to surround you. Mmmm.

Even with plenty of insulation and heaters, it’s not like it’s summer inside the boat. We’re wearing clothing that we hope to mostly leave behind next spring. We’re talking wool. We’re talking layers. We’re talking entire polar fleece suits. We’re talking polypropylene long underwear. I’ve already mentioned my little fingerless mittens. Those are terrific. And there is no law against wearing a hat inside the boat. Keep the head warm, the feet warm, the hands warm. The rest is easy.

I think we have all these elements under control and we should be able to stay cozy during the cold winter months. The most challenging one will be ‘moving around’. That’s because unless I’m working on a project that requires it, being on the boat involves a lot of sitting. Mike’s daily routine won’t change that much because he still goes to work each day. I, however, work from the boat. Sitting around does not create much heat in the body. That’s bad on so many levels I don’t even know where to start.  I’m working on a plan for a new routine once we move aboard; a plan that involves getting off the boat every day; a plan that will keep my body moving around. I’ll let you know how that goes.

Post script: I’m adding a link to our brief discussion of our dehumidifier. I had a paragraph or two about this, but took it out because the post was too long. That led people to believe we didn’t have one. We love the Ecoseb unit. We moved it to the forward head where it drains its clean water directly overboard and is centrally located.

Gratitude

This year we are celebrating the holiday season in new and different ways; ways that do not include huge amounts of stressful preparation culminating in an avalanche of activity of seismic proportions. This lack of hurriedness gives me time to reflect and be grateful on this day of Thanksgiving.

Looking forward to more of this.

This is a time of deep, lasting change for us as a couple, as individuals, as a family. Anyone who is considering taking up cruising should read that sentence again and let the meaning sink in.  It’s not something to skim over.  The depth of the change is something to realize and hold; to observe and accept with as much grace as possible. We are saying ‘goodbye’ to what we know in almost every way on almost every level. While that is exciting, it also fills me with awe for the power of the hold our comfort zone has over us.

It’s very easy for people to say, ‘ Oh how exciting for you! Just do it! Go Now! Just drop everything and go! Just sell the house! Just trust that it will work out! Just…just…just.’.  But when you have worked a lifetime creating a life you already feel good about, disentangling oneself from that life is going to take time and perseverance. I get frustrated when other people minimize the physical and emotional toll this life change takes. Then I get frustrated with myself for making this harder than it has to be; at least I think I do that sometimes. This is not about complaining, or wishing we’d made another choice or not believing it’s worth it. It’s just about being real about it and not sugar coating it and acknowledging how hard it is. Want to go cruising? Have a traditional home and family life you’ve invested in all your adult life?  Don’t have 30 more good years ahead of you where you have time to regroup if you make a mistake? Get ready to ride those waves of uncertainty and fear for a long time.

I’m writing this so that in the future, when another middle aged couple meets us and says, ‘We want to go cruising, too.’, I will treat this wish of theirs with the respect it deserves and not short change their experience by denying the depth of it. I don’t ever want to say to someone, ‘Just drop everything (you’ve ever worked for) and go.’ Because on some level that denies how rich and wonderful the life they’ve already been leading has been; as though they have made some kind of mistake by living it that way. If your life sucks, it’s going to be real easy to say goodbye to it. But if your life is good, don’t expect it to be that easy until you get to the other side of the divide.

No life is perfect, but we’ve had it pretty good. For me, the gratitude I feel is in direct opposition to the emotional roller coaster. I’m ready to get off this thing.  I’ve never been crazy about roller coasters. They feel dangerous to me. Still,  as we near the end of our 5 year cunning plan, it sometimes amazes me how far we’ve come and all the things we’ve accomplished. I still get astounded by the prospect of actually pulling this off. Also terrified. Astounded. Excited. Terrified. Happy. Grieved. Exhausted. Ecstatic. Over and over and over.  Can I just stop already? It’s bloody exhausting having all the feels all the time.

My dad as a child, with his toy sailboat.

My dad as a child in east Texas, with his toy sailboat. He was fascinated by sailing.

As we gear up to move aboard the week before Christmas, I am soaking in the goodness that is being home with our kids for one last holiday season before the big transition to the cruising life. We have both of our offspring home with their significant others. The house is crowded, but happy. The sounds of laughter, the jokes, the cuddles on the sofa, the walks with the dog, snuggles with the demanding cat, the cooking of food, the view from the windows as late season light filters through leafless branches, the sheer beingness of togetherness… all these things and more I want recorded permanently on my soul.

That time we rented a pony to welcome Claire home from her travels.

I am so grateful we have the freedom to make this change, that we are some of the lucky few in this world who have the resources, both external and internal, to go and explore. I am grateful for my hard-working visionary husband, without whom this would absolutely not be happening. (Can I put that in all caps?) He’s a brave renaissance man. Without his sticking it out at his job for over 20 years, we would not have the money to go cruising until social security kicked in. We don’t want to wait that long. Life’s already a gamble.

To be free of jobs to go sailing at this point in our lives does not come without risk. I am grateful that we’ve both had careers that, for the most part, we’ve enjoyed. I’m trying to be brave in the face of a considerable decrease in income for some years, and trusting it will be enough. I recently let go of my professional website, which went without much fanfare but which marked a considerable turning point for me. We’re both ‘short timers’ now. It feels weird. You don’t want to be in my head on that one. I’m just sticking with the gratitude on this and ignoring the chorus in the background.

 

A favorite photo of Galapagos in a fjord. We learned so much on that trip.

I am grateful for my family, who is supportive and understanding of the fact that we need to do this. I am grateful for my mom, who wants us to go because she didn’t get to and she understands what drives this dream. I am grateful for my sister who also understands and has plans of her own to live on a boat some day. I am grateful for our children, already world explorers themselves, who have led the way for us and keep us assured they will be alright. I am grateful for their partners, Dan and Jill, who give them love and companionship in what is sometimes a hard world.

I am also grateful to the Universe for providing us with the lovely, sturdy, safe S/V Galapagos. She’s an awesome boat and she already knows her way around an ocean or two. Truly, when we were looking at boats, a boat like Galapagos was beyond my wildest dreams. Some days I still cannot believe it.

I am also grateful for Foss Harbor Marina, a place we will be calling ‘home’ shortly. I am grateful for the friends we already have there and look forward to being their neighbors. I appreciate so much that the marina folks have found a spot for us just at the right time. Mike’s commute will be so much easier from Tacoma, and I won’t have a commute at all since I work from the boat.

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Our plan is to begin our move aboard on December 21, the darkest night of the year; the winter solstice. It’s a significant day as each day after that sees more light of the sun. I always think of this as the start of the new year, a chance for a new beginning, regardless what the calendar says. It’s fitting that we make this move on such a night, when the shadows are strong and dark and filled with possibilities.

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you, wherever you are, however you celebrate. I really appreciate you, the people who willingly take time to read our blog and say hello.