Tuesday 27th January 2015
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| Our regular sea eagle flies above Coron |
Australia Day in
Coron was a day of workworkwork for Pete.
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| Fixing the solar panels |
I couldn’t
help…occasionally I would offer but my only roles really were to make sure that
Pete keep moving into the shade. And to
keep up a supply of cold blackcurrant juice.
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| Fixing the water pump #1 |
He got up at 5.30
and researched the solar panel problem.
In the end he did a sketch, to be emailed to James, who will take it to
Jaycar in Hobart, to try to solve the wiring issues. (Imagine how much help I would have been with
this…My only contribution was to take a photo of the sketch and email it to
James. NOT very labour –intensive!)
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| Pete's nifty solar panel sketch |
And then…the water
pump… Many many hours of sitting and dismantling and reassembling and quietly
cursing. But – now we have a functioning
water system; we can turn taps on and off without having to scamper up and down
stairs to turn on the pump and then turn it off again very quickly before the
motor burns out. Bliss! I will never take this facility for granted!
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| I love the cute dinghy hanging off the back of the big yellow boat (Ona) next to 2XS |
Last night we went
into the little town for a meal. We were
actually quite keen to cook on board but we have very few ingredients. I offered Pete pasta with baked beans with an
egg on top, or even rice with sardines, but…he wasn’t tempted. It actually doesn’t cost very much more to eat
in a restaurant, in Coron, so we were quite happy to find our way to a crowded
little place in the main top street, where we shared a table with very nice
people from different parts of the world.
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| Ellen and Jugo |
Ellen and Jugo
were from Belgium and Finland.
Not sure where the
other two were from – they were more in Pete’s conversational direction – but they too were
cheery and delightful.
But our first encounter was with a rather unprepossessing looking cat brushing against our legs under the table…
Hmmm…I tried not
to look at the large and forbidding sign right opposite me…
And I tried not to
make eye contact with Pete, who doesn’t approve of begging, when Jugo and I
gave her a nice meal of left-overs from our plates. She was, after all, about to give birth to a
large litter of kittens.
Later in the morning…
Actually…I shouldn’t have been as joyful about the
water pump because this morning…dead as a dodo.
POOR Pete. He will have another
day of this…
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| Fixing the water pump #2 |
I have been trying to help, tying loops in thin bits of cotton,
and then dental floss, trying to hold back tiny springs so that the pump parts
can be rejoined without the springs bouncing and clamping before they are
called upon so to do. So far…not so
good… The floss bit worked but now Pete has to dismantle everything in the pump
cupboard and start from scratch. Again… And
it is HOT in the pump cupboard…
Well that is certainly a stressful tale of boys fixing toys. Love the diagram, the bucket seat and the innovations. Keep pouring those ice cold black currant drinks!
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