| | BAD LUCK
Saturday morning, the wind has fallen so far that we after a month can finally left this harbor and sailing to the small island of Graciosa. Yesterday we have already prepared as much as possible. The last fresh groceries done, cleaned up a little and cleaned the room. Rinsed the boat, because in the last few weeks the wind brought a lot of red / brown fine sand on board. The windows sewed and determined the route, we are all ready to go.
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I buy some fresh baguettes and deliver the keys at the port office. We throw the lines off and the wind slowly drives us out of the box. The moment i want to turn something and give a little gas, nothing happens. And with nothing I really mean nothing. The engine turns, but the propeller does nothing. We slowly float, fortunately, there is now so little wind, to the other jetty. We can do nothing but adjust a little by using the bow thruster. Sailors on the other side catch us up and we can put the boat in a box. It looks like the gearbox has released from the engine block. Fred dives into the engine room and soon sees that is case, a bolt is broken and another is going to jutter, making the hole too big. I just walk to the port office and tell us we have moved a box because we have a bad luck with the engine. Carlos, the Harbor Master is also coming to giving some insane advice. Is there a mechanic present? No, because it's Saturday! It will therefore wait until monday!
Later that day Mark also walks along, and not much later, both men in the engine room are watching the scene. With black hands they emerge again. There are more issues, one of the engine supportbolts has been broken and the other is banned. There is also some diesel or oil leakage. This will last longer, we fear. Meanwhile, we can do nothing more than loosening the gearbox and making up for the damage. It is speculatively speculated and consulted with third parties (father of Mark). There must be at least one new screw thread for the two bolts. For the moment, it is apparent that the inside of the gearbox has no damage.
We are very worried that we can not get away and tired of the evening on the couch. Of course we have all the time, but we would like to go further. The only one who has nothing to do with is Kit, which is laying on our Moroccan Berber garment.
On Monday we will be looking for a company that is able to tap new screw in the gearbox and also buy new bolts for the engine supports. Wednesday can be retrieved.
Fed up I am sitting on the bench, can do little to do the whole engine. Then Fred says suddenly: "Why do not you fly to the Netherlands for a few days?" I'm a bit overwhelmed by this idea, but soon I'm looking for flights. A few hours later I booked a flight at EasyJet, it will be a week, which is cheaper. Now we have to look for a suitcase that is suitable for hand luggage. For each airline, the dimensions are different, so useful. In the city we find a beautiful purple suitcase that I fill in the same evening with my luggage. Now I only tell my family and friends to come to the Netherlands. It's a lot of fun and the rest of the night is on WhatsApp and text and my week's "couchurfing ” to get around. But It worked! Just print my boarding pass and I'm ready! Tomorrow I will let Fred for a whole week alone. He can then work on the engine to get it back in order. To be continued!
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