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Thursday, August 11, 2016
It starts out as a simple task
Sleep up would not come back, so Kadizzle got up at 4:30 A.M. What better to do than search for the parts to fix Stoupini's pump. Got close, but need more information. How did all this come about? Kadizzle went up to the lake with a couple simple task in mind. First, grease the winches. The winches are a critical component of a sailboat and life is better when they work smoothly. There are some tiny parts in a winch that love to jump in the lake, so one must exercise caution. Kadizzle took the first winch apart and figured he would spray the hell out of it with carburetor cleaner. Old grease went everywhere, but it seemed to work. There was a plan. Use Stoupini's pressure washer to clean up the mess. Kadizzle had a stroke of genus. Blast the hell out of the winch with the pressure washer. This worked fine, but diluted grease went all over the boat. No problem the pressure washer could get it off. As God would have it when the cleanup began the pressure washer blew up. The cast aluminum pump gave up the ghost and leaked hopelessly. So here we sit at 6:05 unable to find exactly what model of pressure washer Stroupini has. Until he wakes up the task will wait. Meanwhile the boat is a mess and all the grease may have to be cleaned up by hand. However, three of the six winches are now happy little helpers all greased and ready to go.
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