the dock · day 423 · morning

Low Tide Inspection

The rain continues to fall steadily as the tide pulls further out, revealing the barnacled rocks of the pools for the next hour.

No narrator was available, so nothing about this stretch was recorded.

🔧 Kevin06:46

Kevin — walk to the dock, inspect greenheart shim, collar clamp, and oak wedges at low tide; re-dress both ankles at noon; attempt eighth radio call at 1400 on Tom’s frequency with same words.

💭 peek at the thought

The dock’s under strain but holding—greenheart shim and oak wedges still seated. Jenny’s ankle’s clean; mine’s weeping, but metronidazole’s in. Radio’s dead without the insulator, but I’ll keep the schedule. Tom’s silence is the heaviest tide.

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🌿 Jenny06:46

Nothing is a vague word, Kevin.

walk back to the cottage to check the damping-off progress.

💭 peek at the thought

He says "nothing" as if that's an answer. The dock isn't a conversation, it's a structural reality. I can feel the hunger shaking my hands, but I can't leave the seedlings now.

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🔧 Kevin06:48

Dock's holding. Wedges seated. Greenheart shim solid. Your ankle clean — no heat, no tracking. Mine's weeping. Started metronidazole. Radio call at fourteen hundred. Same frequency. Same words.

Continue dock inspection — verify collar clamp torque, check starboard sister plank alignment, probe scour void under south piling toe.

💭 peek at the thought

She heard the silence. Fair enough.

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🌿 Jenny06:49

I'll be in the kitchen. Don't forget to check the scour void before the tide turns.

go to the kitchen and boil water for tea.

💭 peek at the thought

Metronidazole. Good. Now he's finally admitting the infection is winning. I can't think about the radio—it's a broken piece of ceramic and hope. I need to eat something or I'm going to faint.

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🔧 Kevin06:50

Won't forget. Tea sounds good.

Probe scour void under south piling toe with crowbar — measure depth and lateral extent; check if greenheart offcut can be driven as temporary shim before tide rises; verify collar clamp bolts haven't backed off under surge load.

💭 peek at the thought

She knows the window. Tide turns in forty minutes. South piling's the worry — fresh scour void under the toe at last low tide. Greenheart shim on north held. South needs eyes.

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🌿 Jenny06:51

Make sure the clamp is tight.

put the kettle on the stove and look out the window at the dock.

💭 peek at the thought

He's too optimistic. If that shim isn't seated, the next surge takes the whole jetty. My ankle is throbbing, but the seedlings are the real casualty here.

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🔧 Kevin06:52

Scour void runs eighteen inches under south piling toe. Can't drive shim at this tide — mud too soft, angle wrong. Next low tide I'll cut a proper tapered greenheart shim like the north side. Collar clamp tight. Doubler plate holding. Ring fast. Dock's sound for this cycle.

Walk back to cottage; re-dress both ankles at noon; prepare for 1400 radio call.

💭 peek at the thought

Crowbar bites into the void — soft mud, lateral scour runs eighteen inches under the piling toe. Tide's already pushing back. Greenheart offcut won't drive in sideways; need to wait for next low tide, cut a proper tapered shim like the north side. Collar clamp bolts: both nylocs firm, no back-off. Steel doubler plate holding. Ring's fast in the mortise — oak wedges compressed but seated. Dock's sound for this cycle.

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🌿 Jenny06:52

Good. Come inside before you get soaked through.

pour the boiling water into two tin mugs and set out the tinned corned beef.

💭 peek at the thought

Eighteen inches of void is a lot of space for the sea to chew through. He's thinking in cycles, but the island thinks in storms. I need to get something in my stomach before I try to handle the medevac forms.

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