Shaft seals sorted. The guys were impressed at their condition and we're good for another 6-8 years, plus the shafts are straight and couplings in good nick. Also the mechanic I get to supply me genuine Volvo parts and do the work I don't want to really rely on myself to do (things like heat exchangers where a coolant leak results in total engine loss) was very happy with what he examined. That's nice. See the attention to detail required from owning a Landrover has benefited me in more ways than normal.
MY08 D3 - The Antichrist - "Permagrimace". Turn the key and play the "will it get me home again" lottery.
MY08 D3 - The Antichrist - "Permagrimace". Turn the key and play the "will it get me home again" lottery.
This bloody boat brought a tear of happiness to my eye.
'sit bonum tempora volvunt'
Ok, so I’m support boat for a psychotic swimmer who is clearly too cheap to catch a ferry to Rottnest. I headed down the river today to borrow a pen on the coast to save me a couple of hours in an hour or so.
‘I’m used to yacht clubs being ****. It was my 52nd birthday, so I invited my family down to the club I’m staying at overnight. After an hour in traffic to get there, we had to wait over an hour for our meals. My sons ‘kids pasta’ had more pepper in it than I keep in my grinder, my wife’s Asian salad was literally 100% parsely and I’m sure my burger was off. It was rank, even my wife spat it out and she’s Scottish and eats haggis. Ok, dinner was a bust so I send them home and head back to the boat.
i got to sleep about half 10 to be woken at about midnight by a family of seagulls having a dispute on the deck. I manage to move them on. Still not asleep I get joined in my bed by a very confused and angry seagull who had fallen through the hatch. I chased him around for 15 minutes before I managed to get a towel over him and eject him/ it’s now 3am and the mozzies have moved in.
All I can say is she’d better bloody win.
im tired.
MY08 D3 - The Antichrist - "Permagrimace". Turn the key and play the "will it get me home again" lottery.
Aaaah, BradC! The joys of boating, what!
'sit bonum tempora volvunt'
Ta. Well, that was a relatively exhausting day. The good, she placed third in class and 10th female overall, I got to dine out on having been attacked by a seagull and the trip home was glorious.
The bad. Starboard shaft seal is leaking again. Water maker wiring has ceased allowing it to make water from the control panel however the bypass switches in the engine room still work. Starboard engine oil pressure sender has flaked out. Anything above 3 bar and it pegs the gauge. At least I still know it has pressure and it's a pretty standard VDO sender so I can replace it without the 600x "Volvo Penta Tax". Had to take the front clears off as they were no longer clear enough for me to see the surrounding swimmers. Someone slammed the icebox lid shut and smashed the lock, so given the ****hole we keep the boat I expect the grog to be gone by tomorrow arvo. And my favourite. The davit crane for the dinghy jammed half way up. I couldn't get it down either, so I had to manually lift it up onto the roof. Playing hunchback under that thing hurt a lot and is going to be a bugger to fix. I'm clearly no longer 20. Oh and while I was enjoying my BBQ lunch a mate called with the "do you have any hydraulic fluid on board because we don't have steering", so I had to interrupt my lovely lunch to go and work on someone elses boat.
"Where would we put the hydraulic fluid and where might the leak be?". I asked if it had power steering and got "Yeah, when I bought it I said anything over 25 knots I can't steer it and it does 40 so I got power steering installed". "Do you know where they put the pump?". "Nah, but is that where the leak is?". "Is there blood red oil coming from the steering gear or the cylinder on the outboard?". "No". "Then the leak is somewhere else, but you've lost 500ml of fluid so it'll be pretty obvious. Good luck."
Still, on the upside there was still one swimmer that was airlifted out, one that had an unplanned altercation with a rotating propeller and based on the radio chatter a boat with 6 people on board failed to stay afloat. None of those were us. Not that I'm celebrating those events, I'm just choosing to suggest that despite a small list of "bad ****" we had a really good day.
Except I drank Swan Draught for lunch and while I managed to put on an appreciative smile as I finished my second can, that **** is vile. I mean I'd drink a carton of VB before I touch that stuff again.
MY08 D3 - The Antichrist - "Permagrimace". Turn the key and play the "will it get me home again" lottery.
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