Into the Pits of Hell Once again!

Tuesday May 26 2015 or into the pits of Hell again.

I guess I’ll start where I left off on Monday last.  Tuesday rolled around as it usually does. But this time it was something special. Astor,(The marina owner came down and turned the fuel on so I could get some. I filled the main tank and two of the 22 litre jerry cans. I then paid for the fuel and got a discount and then I tried to pay for the dockage. I was told quite forcibly not to worry about it! So I didn’t and I saved 600 Kroner.

 I then took the bus into town to find a Boche dealer to see about getting the furnace fixed. After a couple of false starts I arrived at the right shop. Asked about a repair and roughly how much it would cost. After I picked myself up off the floor I was then dumb no strike that I must have bumped my head as I asked the cost of a new one. I woke up in the hospital!

Made my way back to Kalinka 1 and decided if it was broke what harm could I do? So I climbed down into the lazzerett  with my trusty can of WD40 and a tube of No further corrode and a part roll of black electricians tape. I pulled apart all the connectors, thorolly cleaned them all stuck them all back together. Extradited myself from the pit. Crossed my fingers, toes, legs, arms and eyes and then found I couldn’t push the on button! Without first uncrossing something, but what? I decided on my eyes because I could then see where the switch was! Big start, then brain wave uncrossed one set of fingers switched the switch and ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,silence! Phooey said I!!! Then ever so quietly (I wasn’t wearing my hearing aids) I could hear the faint sound of a fan running. OH Boy says I. Then silence again, OH double phooey says I! Then,,,,,,,, the not so silent sound of an Atlas Rocket starting and winding up until lift off!! HA HA says I success. Heat for the rest of the day no problem.

The next major happening of the day I shut it off! Jumped on a bust to the airport also known as Lusthaven and went to meet Sally!!!!!

Sally arrived on time and in good spirits. She was feeling good the spirits were actually in her luggage so when we got back to the boat I was also in good spirits. Awash in them in fact! Swiched the heater switch and Viola (I actually dated a girl name Viola she became a Nun but that’s a different story) the furnace started right up. Wowzer I think I fixed it.