When he wanted to add fuel capacity to Tsunami, Uncle Fun did it the Alaska way, securing a pair of side-saddle gas tanks from a Chevy pickup within the boat’s inwales. And so it happened that I was visiting early in the season with Spouse Number Two when old Unc offered to take us out on Skilak Lake perchance to see a brown bear along the shore. The lake was beautiful under a sharp-blue sky and a crown of snowcapped peaks, its perimeter patrolled by more bald eagles than Times Square has pigeons. And all was well until the Evinrude 115 sputtered and then quit like it was out of fuel. Curious, because the fuel tank was half full. Half full of mostly water, unfortunately. Uncle Fun had not drawn from that side since last fall, and condensation had done its thing. No prob, said Unc, the gas in the other tank is fresh. Except that Tsunami was equipped with a big fuel filter now saturated with water, and what was not on board was a spare filter element. Hmm.