Another day full of surprises down at the boatyard.
You will recall that my engine was extracted at lightning speed by China san. The next dilemma is: are this engine’s thunka thunka days definitively over or can she be rebuilt? I can get a rebuilt 1GM from Osaka but that in itself would be complicated and costly.
I ponder all this as I spend the morning cleaning the engine compartment from many year of fuel spillages, oil leaks and general grime.
As I have said before, I enjoy this kind of work. The results are immediate and there is no agony of “Am I doing the right thing?”
I also give all the wood work yet another coat of varnish. This is less rewarding, The first few coats of wood treater and varnish were fun as each coat made a difference but now it is just another coat. It takes about 2 hours to do a coat on all the external wood and another hour for the cabin.
Two guys come up and ooh and aah. They love the boat and are both seasoned sea dogs. I show them around. They speak little English and I actually thing my Japanese comprehension is getting a little better. They repeat ” Kulnishuskrimpelu” several times and I finally realize that they are referring to a similar English boat, a Cornish Shrimper.
One of my guests also says “Arthur Ransome.” I realize he is talking about Arthur Ransome, an English children’s novel writer who produced a series of great books about kids having adventures in gaff rigged sailing dinghies, written between 1930 and 1945 ish. These books had a big effect on me and I have read each several times. I think my need to have adventures in gaff rigged sailing boats is directly attributable to Ransome.
My new friend says that he also read all the books when he was a kid and has the complete collection that he continues to dip into. Amazing. So we slash our palms with sharp knives and become blood brothers.
I also explain my problem with engine diagnosis, 10 minutes later they return with a gentleman who I had noticed riding around the yard on a huge 1940s Harley. This is Kiyuna san, a mechanic.
Anyway, he says there is no way of telling if the engine is post thunka without taking the head off and having a look around. He says he can do it. “When?” ” I will do it now.”
Agonizingly, I had to leave before he set to work so I will only get the answer tomorrow morning.