15 - 17 July 2018
On Saturday our new electric outboard motor for the dinghy arrived. A couple of weeks ago, when Dave and Rob went out in the boat, Dave had left a bag with his emergency waterproofs and the remains of his lunch on board. I was a bit concerned that two weeks in July might have made the lunch remains a bit active, so I wanted to go out to the boat to investigate and retrieve the waterproofs.
We keep the dinghy at home, so the process of getting to the boat involves loading the inflatable on the roof of the car; collecting oars, pump, seat, hats, drinking water and other paraphernalia; driving down to a good launching spot, finding somewhere to park the car, realising we've forgotten the safety cord, rushing back for it, and setting off. Before the new motor arrived, we then had 15 minutes rowing in each direction as well.
Trying out the new motor was lots of fun, and it went very well. The abandoned lunch was contained, and could be fed to the fish, the waterproofs not riddled with maggots, and the boat was fine. We pottered around the bay, met some friends, suggested we meet for dinner, and then reloaded the boat on the car. The reason all this is relevant is that all the lifting and carrying didn't do my back any favours.
Drilling and painting boards ready for the next day. Brian had offered to come on Tuesday again, so on Monday Dave drilled and sanded and I painted eight boards so we would have them ready if the work went well the next day. But the weather had turned changeable, so I didn't do them outside, and finding places for eight boards involved coffee tables, and low bars on the scaffold tower, stooping and stretching and twisting - not very clever!
On Saturday our new electric outboard motor for the dinghy arrived. A couple of weeks ago, when Dave and Rob went out in the boat, Dave had left a bag with his emergency waterproofs and the remains of his lunch on board. I was a bit concerned that two weeks in July might have made the lunch remains a bit active, so I wanted to go out to the boat to investigate and retrieve the waterproofs.
We keep the dinghy at home, so the process of getting to the boat involves loading the inflatable on the roof of the car; collecting oars, pump, seat, hats, drinking water and other paraphernalia; driving down to a good launching spot, finding somewhere to park the car, realising we've forgotten the safety cord, rushing back for it, and setting off. Before the new motor arrived, we then had 15 minutes rowing in each direction as well.
Trying out the new motor was lots of fun, and it went very well. The abandoned lunch was contained, and could be fed to the fish, the waterproofs not riddled with maggots, and the boat was fine. We pottered around the bay, met some friends, suggested we meet for dinner, and then reloaded the boat on the car. The reason all this is relevant is that all the lifting and carrying didn't do my back any favours.
I didn't take any photos on the water, which is a pity, but here's the outboard back home, deconstructed for storage
So overnight my back went into agony, I couldn't get comfortable in bed and every movement caused a spasm. So next day I was restricted to ground crew duties, while Dave and Brian did the high wire act.
Holding a board for sawing, one of the jobs I could do
Brian hard at work
Brian and Dave finish the eighth board, H, the last with a square end. The final three are on the diagonal again. With only two of them working, only one section was completed.
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