Project time


We returned to the West Lemmons and anchored in the spot - the same lat/long as our lightning strike.  Had to be done.  This season, the sky has already been lighting up with electricity quite spectacularly accompanied by rumbling thunder that vibrates through the hulls.  Our temperament for storms is now inevitably, permanently altered as we pace the cockpit, watch the sky and wish the electrical storms away (we'll take the rain though).   


This is an anchorage where we typically come to do work, catch up on projects and restock our gasoline and propane supplies.  On our way here, the salt water intake pump on our watermaker bit the dust after years of faithful service.  Even with rain collection, we rely on our desalinater to fill our water tank for dishes, showers and laundry day.  Mark-guyver to the rescue!  He re-plumbed our deck wash-down salt water pump to feed the system, backing off the pressure cut-off from 40 to 20 psi, to allow the membrane to do its magic.



Our Honda outboard has been acting up since being back in use, making all sorts of snorts & screeches while needing to be "burped" frequently to get rid of idle-choking exhaust.  It tended to be humorous if the mood was right, but often led to minor frustration and/or hairy dinghy swamping situations at just the wrong time.  So disassembly was called for and the West Lemmons had a nice shady work area for the Karate Kid.  After new exhaust gaskets and strategically placed JB Weld, the motor is purring again.





As we went to raise anchor to leave our "favorite" (read: fatefully doomed) anchorage, our windlass started moaning and smoking.  A quick inspection revealed two broken windings in the motor.  We believe this is a gremlin from our lightning strike, since the windlass was acting funny for a while after we were hit, yet it was intermittent and then not in service for a while.  Guess what?  Reach has a spare windlass motor (& yes, now you can understand why we are so heavy).  The original motor gave out about five years ago with a worn commutator, so it was replaced but filed down and polished up to use as just such an emergency backup.  Oops, now what?  Hey, the anchor is now stuck on a rock, so let's dive to 30' to release the damn thing so we can get outta here!




Leaving our nemesis behind (for now), we have fresh water, reliable dinghy transportation, healthy backs that are not being put into service to haul up 150' of chain with a 55 lb anchor attached to the end...  but we have to admit that even the West Lemmons still delivers breath-taking sunsets.



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