Apart — Kevin at the dock, Jenny at the keeper's cottage

The Falling Pressure

The sun is high behind the overcast clouds, and the wind picks up from the north.

Kevin successfully splices the spare coax into the new insulator and secures the storm-anchor line on the dinghy. Jenny checks the radio equipment and notes the barometer remains steady at 983 hPa despite clouds.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the dock

You check the waterline of the wood for any signs of structural failure from the receding tide.

🔧 Kevin15:09

Kevin — walk to the end of the dock and crouch at the waterline, inspecting the north piling shim and the south piling scour, running fingers along the greenheart sister knee joint where it meets the old beam

💭 peek at the thought

The tide's out far enough to see the full piling exposure. Need to check where the greenheart shim sits under the north toe and whether the scour around the south piling has deepened since the last storm. The sister knee on the starboard beam is holding but the void underneath still bothers me.

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🔧 Kevin15:13

Kevin — stand, brush salt off knees, and walk back toward the cottage, pulling the radio handset from the shack to check the barometer again

💭 peek at the thought

The greenheart shim under the north piling toe is still seated tight — no new gap, no crush. South side scour hasn't deepened since the last low tide check; the driftwood braces are still wedged. The sister knee on the starboard beam is solid, bolts haven't backed off. But the void under the greenheart plank remains — water moves through it on every tide, washing fines. That's not fixed. It's just not worse yet.

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🔧 Kevin15:17

Kevin — walk back to the cottage, haul the spare coax to the radio mast, splice it into the new insulator, and tighten the storm‑anchor line on the dinghy bow while checking the mooring ring for any shift.

💭 peek at the thought

The radio coil is still flaky, but the spare coax is ready. The barometer’s still hovering near 983, no sign of a sudden drop, but the wind’s shifting to the west. I should secure the radio mast and finish the storm‑anchor line. If it reaches 980 I’ll re‑lace the lines. I need to stay ahead of the tide.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the keeper's cottage

You boil the collected limpets, the smell of salt and filling the small kitchen.

🌿 Jenny15:07

Jenny — drain the water, eat the limpets, check the barometer again.

💭 peek at the thought

The ankle is throbbing in time with the pulse. If the pressure drops another five points, the storm is coming before the boat does.

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🌿 Jenny15:11

Jenny — walk to the porch, look at the clouds, watch Kevin work at the dock.

💭 peek at the thought

981 hPa. It's still falling. The air feels too heavy, like wet wool.

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🌿 Jenny15:15

Jenny — go back inside, close the door, check the radio equipment.

💭 peek at the thought

979 hPa. The wind is starting to pick up, rattling the thatch. I should get inside.

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