the dock · day 255 · morning

MORNING

The first gust of wind picks up, whistling through the radio mast wires as the pressure begins to drop further.

Kevin inspects the Yanmar cutless bearing on the dinghy while the tide continues to drop. Jenny checks the garden beds for signs of stress from the approaching storm, noting the atmospheric pressure is starting to dip.

🔧 Kevin12:30

Jenny! Storm’s coming in early. I’m going to check the Yanmar cutless bearing and the dock moorings—now. You stay low and keep the radio dry.

walk to the dinghy, crouch by the prop shaft, and feel for play in the cutless bearing with my fingers, watching for any wobble or heat buildup.

💭 peek at the thought

The barometer’s falling fast now—994 and dropping. Wind’s picking up from the east-northeast. I should’ve checked the cutless bearing at first light like I planned, but the storm’s moving in sooner than I thought. Jenny’s still inside, probably bracing for the gusts. I can feel the ankle brace chafing worse with the damp in the air. Tom’s frequency—0800 and 2000—still matters, but right now, the dock and the bearing come first. If the Yanmar’s scoring the shaft, I’ve got maybe a day before it seizes. And if the moorings fail, we lose the dinghy—and maybe the cottage.

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🌿 Jenny12:30

Check the stern line specifically, it's fraying against the salt.

walk back to the cottage to grab the heavy tarp for the seedling shelter.

💭 peek at the thought

If the tide rises any faster, those rotten planks will be gone before I can even set the bolts.

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🔧 Kevin12:32

Got it. Stern line next.

fingers working the prop shaft, feeling for lateral play at the cutless bearing, counting thousandths in my head.

💭 peek at the thought

Stern line fraying against salt—she’s right, I saw the chafe yesterday but didn’t replace it. The new half-inch three-strand is on the porch, coiled. I’ll splice it proper after the bearing. First, feel the play.

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🌿 Jenny12:32

Watch for any metal flakes in the grease, it'll mean the sleeve is scoring.

grab the heavy tarp from the shed and head toward the garden, wind catching the fabric.

💭 peek at the thought

If that bearing is shot, the whole engine will shake itself apart once we hit a heavy swell.

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🔧 Kevin12:34

Checking grease now.

wipe a finger through the cutless bearing grease port, hold it to the grey light, turn it slow between thumb and forefinger, looking for the dull glitter of metal.

💭 peek at the thought

She knows the sound of a failing bearing better than she lets on. Metal flakes in the grease—that’s the sleeve eating the shaft. I’d have missed it if she hadn’t said. The wind’s hitting the tarp now, snapping it like a sail. She’s moving fast for someone with a bad ankle. I’ll check the grease, then the stern line, then the dock ring. Order matters.

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🌿 Jenny12:34

If you see any flakes, we need to pull the shaft before the storm hits peak.

spread the heavy way over the seedling beds, weighting the edges with stones.

💭 peek at the thought

If there is silver in that grease, we're stranded on this rock if the boat fails.

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🔧 Kevin12:36

Flakes. Confirmed. We pull the shaft.

grab the wrench from the dinghy seat, start loosening the prop nut while holding the shaft with a screwdriver in the keyway—quarter turns, slow, so I don’t strip the threads.

💭 peek at the thought

Pull the shaft? That means splitting the housing. Takes hours. And if the storm hits peak before we’re done, the cottage takes water. But if the sleeve’s scoring and we run it, we lose the shaft for good. I saw a faint flash—just a speck, but real. Steel on bronze. She’s right. We don’t have time to wait for the spare. We have time to save what we’ve got.

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🌿 Jenny12:36

Take it slow with the nut, I'll secure the dinghy before the rain starts for real.

check the barometer one last time—992 hPa and still falling.

💭 peek at the thought

If the engine goes down, I'm just a ghost on this island.

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