My 30-minute exercise session starts at 6:30 am. The bedroom is dark, the blankets are toasty and I have to wrench myself out of bed and up into the attic. Thirty minutes later, I'm a new man ready to face the world.
Then I drove to Peniche determined to deal with the heat exchanger once and for all.
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| Fishermen working on their nets |
OK, so here is the heat exchanger in its original place hanging from a bunch of wires which I "engineered" last summer while at anchor in Alcoutim.
Daydreaming
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| The boat's entrails exposed. The heat exchanger hangs over the transmission attached by a series of wires. Don't you love my Chinese imitation Crocs. |
Disconnected the hoses (one was so tight I had to cut it off) and took the end lids off. Although the intake section did not have any impeller pieces as I had suspected, it contained clusters of fibrous material. The water intake holes were encrusted and reduced in size.
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| The cleaned heat exchanger. Must learn how to take photographs. If the light were shining on the end you'd see what's inside instead of seeing a black hole. |
It was now about 11:30 and I was ready to visit the hardware store to look for clamps to attach the exchanger to the plywood panel beside the engine.
Checked my emails first and, sure enough, I sat staring at a translation due before 6:00.
When I finished the translation I sent it off, packed up and went home, just in time to see the fishermen loading their nets back onto the boat.
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| Notice how high the tide rose by comparing this picture with the first one |
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