Recently, after the results of the European elections became known, I wrote a political narration about my very sad thoughts. I was too busy to complete and publish it but it exists as a draft. I might publish it.
In the meantime I caught a cold in paradise. Unfortunately the cold causing viruses are still feeling too good and I’m not good enough. One day I was almost all day long sleeping. This was on Tuesday. On Wednesday, I already had, since days before, the plan to go ashore to pick up the Onan spare parts, which arrived a few days earlier. I also needed to do some other urgent errands ashore.
Among them, a 6 mm aluminum plate in a special shape to be used as a support structure in the very front part of my dinghy. It will enable me to get 2 new lifting eyes about 40 cm forward from the current bow lifting eyes. With these new ones, the distance between the stern and new lifting eyes becomes 2 m. The distance of the davits at MaRe’s stern. This will enable an easier lifting and lowering of the tender and a better access to the hydrogenator when sailing. On Monday I’ll pick the plate.
On Wednesday I could also pick up the refilled gas bottle. This means the second spare tank is filled up on board. On the way from the mobile fuel station, where they arrange for a refill through Tahiti gas, to the about 250 – 300 m away dinghy dock, I had to carry the filled gas bottle. The filled bottle weighs about 25 – 28 kg. Additionally, I had some things in my backpack and carried a 5 l degreaser container in my hand. Heavy burden!
When I passed a parking pickup truck a young lady in her mid to late 20s sat on the loading area and saw me coming closer. She offered her help and I accepted it happily. She took the 5 l degreaser and I could carry the gas bottle better with my 2 hands on a shoulder. We had interesting talks about where from where to etc. It turned out she is from Rikitea, the main settlement of the Gambiers Islands where I first arrived in French Polynesia. If she would have not to go back, we still would be sitting on the pier of the dinghy dock talking…
Back on board, I had to take it easy. The adrenalin push of the needed errands in Pape’ete was gone. I felt tired. Too tired took cook a normal meal.
I made scrambled eggs with onions, garlic, a bit of chorizo and put some cheese after having fried my eggs grandma style. My cousin, who learn this style from her father and I gave this style the name “pushed eggs” and we love them. The best scrambled eggs we can get!!!
For the next day, this was yesterday, I could get the technician for the repair of the Onan genset organized. They came and the genset is running normally again since yesterday.
With some adjustment of my Victron Inverter/Charger unit and the information on how to adjust the output voltage of the genset, having again 220 V on board is perfect and charging of the service batteries works better than years before. 4 technicians in 3 countries did make a proper job in setting up the Onan genset and Victron device properly.
Manutea, an electrical specialist whose phone number I got accidentally, could set up the Victron unit. He also discovered that the output voltage of the Onan genset was too high which created quite some problems in the last year. He showed me how I can adjust the output voltage at the remote switch off the genset at the navigation desk.
Now, I know and can do it my self. However, I hope that I don’t need to make these adjustments again.
So far for now. I’m write one or the other throw-back and look out in the next days. Need to upload this narration and then continue with my dough for bread. Nothing more left on board.