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Grease….

There are 82 mistakes in the film Grease. That is not half the number that any normal person would make trying to fully service an outboard motor.

Its still Friday, 1100 after my arrival at 0830. Harry from Solent Yamaha turns up. He turns out to be a delightful cheery soul who cant do enough for me. I tell him his first job is to lift the heavy outboard off the back of the boat and carry it up the ramp to the workshop – I wasn’t born yesterday! He does this with the aplomb of a rugby forward. It just makes me feel even weaker to see this sort of energy and muscle power.

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Even Harry drops some nuts into the water bath and has to wade around up to his elbow to find them. What I learn is that having bought a new outboard and not having used it for almost 2 years – but having left unleaded fuel in it, the jet and the entire carburettor are coated with a thin film of congealed petrol additives – which would be great in a car but are fatal for an outboard. The best way to service an outboard is – use it. Harry strips the carburettor and puts it into sonic bath, he dismantles the gearbox and shaft – everything gets degreased, greased, oiled and shaken. Now I know why no sailor I have asked has been able to convincingly tell me how to service an outboard. Harry turns out to be the marine engineer in a million – there are a few.

1 comment to Grease….

  • Desiree Harper

    Every dark cloud has a silver lining!

    All your posts just dropped into my Inbox yesterday – hence now uptodate with your ‘messing about on the river’ or in your case the Solent!

    Is it so nice as all that?’ asked the Mole shyly, though he was quite prepared to believe it as he leant back in his seat and surveyed the cushions, the oars, the rowlocks, and all the fascinating fittings, and felt the boat sway lightly under him.

    ‘Nice? It’s the only thing,’ said the Water Rat solemnly, as he leant forward for his stroke. ‘Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing— absolute nothing— half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats. Simply messing,’ he went on dreamily: ‘messing— about— in— boats; messing— —’

    ‘Look ahead, Rat!’ cried the Mole suddenly.
    Kenneth Graham “Wind in the Willows”

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