the old shrine · day 226 · night

The Rising Tide

The rain intensifies, turning the evening into a heavy downpour as the tide reaches the second rung of the dock.

The tide is receding rapidly, exposing the slick rocks of the northern shelf. Kevin and Jenny are at the old shrine, the salt air thick with the humidity of the wet season. The dinghy is secured against the dock as the water level drops from the hull.

🌿 Jenny07:44

Kevin, check the lines!

Grab the sea-beet trays and move to the table.

💭 peek at the thought

The water is too high; if that way goes, the dinghy goes down with it.

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🔧 Kevin07:45

On it. Holding her bow into the wind—give me slack on the stern line.

Grab the heavy-duty tarp rope from the porch coil, run a quick round turn through the dock’s mooring ring (bypassing the loose mortise for now), then take two figure-eight turns around the dinghy’s forward cleat and belay it tight to the bo

💭 peek at the thought

The dock’s under pressure—water’s up to the second rung, and the mooring ring’s already loose. If the dinghy breaks free now it’ll smash into the pilings or drift onto the rocks. I need to secure it fast, but the lines are slick and the wind’s picking up. Jenny’s moving the trays inside—good, one less thing to worry about.

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🌿 Jenny07:46

Watch the cleat, it's pulling hard.

Carry the sea-beet trays to the kitchen table and check for the fuzz.

💭 peek at the thought

He's holding her for now, but that wood is screaming under the strain.

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🔧 Kevin07:46

Cleat’s holding for now—I’m taking a turn around the bitt belowdecks. Keep an eye on the bow line.

Duck under the dinghy’s gunwale, pass the stern line’s working end through the forward bitt (the one bolted through the keel), then haul tight and secure with a clove hitch backed by two half-hitches.

💭 peek at the thought

The cleat’s under strain—salt’s corroded the base bolts, and with the dinghy yawing in the chop, it could rip out. I need to back it up fast before the line parts or the cleat tears free. Jenny’s inside checking the trays—she’s focused, but I can’t afford distraction. The tide’s still rising; we’ve got minutes before the water lifts the dock planks entirely.

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🌿 Jenny07:48

The tide is coming too fast, watch the bow!

Move the trays to the table and inspect the mold.

💭 peek at the thought

If that bitt pulls, the whole boat is lost to the surge.

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🔧 Kevin07:49

Got the bow. Slack the forward line—ease it slow.

Sprint to the bow, grab the forward spring line where it leads through the chock, surge it carefully around the samson post (solid timber, through-bolted) to take the strain off the chock, then snub it off hard with a rolling hitch and two

💭 peek at the thought

Bow’s swinging wide—the forward spring line’s singing under load, and the chafing point at the chock is glowing white in the headlamp beam. If that parts, the stern line I just secured becomes a pivot and the dinghy broadsides into the pilings. Tide’s rising faster than the barometer said; the front’s accelerated. Need to take the load off the bow chock now.

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🌿 Jenny07:50

The line is holding, watch the tension!

Move the sea-beet trays to the table and check for the fuzz.

💭 peek at the thought

He's taking the weight, but the wood is groaning to the limit.

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🔧 Kevin07:51

Both lines set. She’s riding easy now. Come look—water’s lapping the stringer repair.

Walk back along the dock to the stringer joint, headlamp beam cutting through rain, crouch to inspect the epoxy-seated wedges and copper-nailed planks where the tide’s now covering the repair zone.

💭 peek at the thought

The forward spring’s holding on the samson post—good. The dinghy’s settling bow-to-wind now, riding the chop instead of fighting it. Stern line’s tight on the bitt, bow’s secure on the post. The loose mooring ring on the dock isn’t in the equation anymore; we bypassed it. Tide’s still climbing but the boat’s stable. Jenny’s inside, trays on the table, eyes on the seedlings. Rain’s hammering the roof. We’ve bought ourselves the night.

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