|Parga Castle and old town|
|Nearly had some breakers.|
Last Saturday was oil change time for the boat engine. For anyone not familiar with yacht engines, you generally can't get anything under them to catch the oil so you draw the old oil out through the dip stick hole. This is a little like drinking a bath full of water through a straw. The engine in most small yachts is located under the stairs which descend into the saloon so it's a fairly cramped environment which the staircase raised above your head. I borrowed Jez's oil extractor to do this, with which you pump the air out of the holding tank and then there is a thin hose going into the engine which in an attempt to get air back into the tank, draws up the oil. Simple Idea and it works. So half an hour later I have my two litres of waste oil safely in the extractor vessel. I say to Sandra can you just get this off me and put it out on the pontoon but as I pass it too her I lose my grip (symptom of my post stroke problems) and drop the bloody thing thing on the saloon floor. This is the equivalent of pouring five gallons of oil in your lounge, not a good thing. Of course I just stand there and watch it run down through the floor and into the bilges and generally spread its way far and wide. I was not a popular bunny so in an attempt to placate "her who should be obeyed" I start to clean it all up. Of course I ruin my clothes and get it all over my legs, feet and arms, well I am a man after all. Anyway two and a half hours later I have it cleaned to within an inch of it's life and can get showered. Mucky oil don't come off your skin very well!! Anyway the engine is now winterised.
|Sun over the Island in Parga bay.|
Thanks to Linda and Ray for the night out last Saturday and Deb, Jez and Linda for the "bub" last night, finger lickin good!