September 30, 1999 Julius Petersen Boat Yard Upper Nyack, New York Our stay here is drawing to a close.  We plan to be underway on Sunday, October 3, if all goes well.  The weather is predicted to be good with wind from the correct quadrant, and now that the new engine is running well, it is time to move on.     We have enjoyed our stay here.  It has been fun getting to really know another town.  The Nyacks, as they are affectionately referred to, are very pleasant little communities.  There is Upper Nyack, where the boatyard is, just plain Nyack, Lower Nyack, West Nyack,and Middle Nyack, or is it Center Nyack.  Anyway they are collectively known as Nyack-on-Hudson, and share the same zip code.  The main intersection of town is Broadway and Main Streets.  There is quaint shopping and eateries of every description.  I think Jack and I counted at least 24 places to eat / drink in a four block area.  We tried a good number of them.  They range from Middle Eastern to Thai, swank and expensive (we avoided those for the most part) to moderate and even the downright inexpensive--right next to the swank and expensive.  Because our stove was inoperable for so long and the cabin so torn up and a jumble with the engine work, we found it easier to eat out most of the time.  We got out of the boat before the mechanic arrived with his tools and engine parts, and really tried to stay out of his way during most of the really intense heavy engine removal or installation work.  Often, though, there was little going on inside the boat.  The mechanic had a great deal to do in his workshop before the new engine ever got in;  lots of putsy stuff to do to get the engine settled and  ready to be installed.  The actual installation went quite quickly.   The crane raised the engine and hoisted it up where it was swung aboard by the mechanic and helpers, then lowered down onto the new engine mounts.  That was the easy part. Getting all the acceessories connected and operational was the tedious part.     Engine access on a boat is not at all like a car.  You need to be a contortionist with the ability to work for long periods in cramped spaces and have a great sense of touch because often you can't see what you are doing.   Because we had disassembleed the back section of the boat, access was a bit improved, but by no means good.  The mechanic managed and was  able to do an excellent job, for which we are very grateful