|Posted by PentargonSpringer on June 2, 2017 at 6:55 AM|
Thursday 1st June 2017 10oc to 2pm was given over to Jamie Ferguson at Gailey boatyard alomgside the by now inevitable Watling Street to weld 3mm plate all round the cruiser deck to bring the freeboard up to 760mm. Pentargon had lain over for a week for this date and boy, was it worthwhile. The job was done with great good will and skill "on time and on budget"
It is essential to declare that the boatyard at Gailey (home base to Viking Narrowboat Hire) is far and away the most impressive yard I've come across in my time on the cut. The team has a breath-taking range of diverse skills and backgrounds, considerably more than the sum of the parts, as befits an area which was the cradle of the industrial revolution and is home to Jaguar/Land Rover. The team works together as a unified team, with great good humour and a sincere welcome for everybody and a TOTAL lack of horsemanure. 'Little Dave' had given me an idea which would provide the raw materials for remaking a throttle cable of which more later. "The Other Dave" had shown me how to fabricate a complete silencer system using gunmetal and how to apply fibreglass bandage using a bucket of water. "Big Dave" had shared knowledge of painting (a job I hate) and the carpenter (whose name is also Dave) had added to my carpentry tricks.
By 2.30pm, Pentargon was ready to move forward and onward. The throttle is still not fixed but is held at a fast tickover with a shock cord, the boat was in a shambles after having to clear the decks but we were on the way and a major conversion which has been niggling all year is fait complait. Pentargon SSR 191018 now complies with MCA Class D inland waters and the stretch of the Bristol Channel between Sharpness and Portishead is defined Class C.
1630hrs tied up at Cóve'n, Fox'n'Anchor on a convenient ring, having advanced four miles closer to Wolverhampton. A toddle down to the Co-op in the village of less tha 800yds took three minutes on the Strida and back on board by 5oc, dinner was going on for 6.30.
The tedious job of logging all the receipts I collect into the ships log was completed and up to date before retiring to bed with my favourite idle woman, Susan Woolfit. I am now on my third reading and now know that an idle woman's breakfast is coffee, toast and marmalade at 5.45 with porridge at 9am. My cardamon seed laced coffee is ground in a mortar with a pestle although I keep a jar of laced Douwe Egberts on the side for emergency. Tomorrow morning will be an emergency as my store of doctored ground has been depleted to nothingness and I really am too tired at 9pm to start that little job. So I sew a couple of auxilary buttons onto the pockets of my FCUK shirt to hold two phones safely and prevent them going to have a look at the bottom of the canal.