the keeper's cottage · day 261 · afternoon

The Falling Pressure

The tide is at its lowest point, revealing the sandbars near the reef. The supply boat is still three days away.

The tide is receding rapidly, exposing the sandbars and the hull of the dinghy. The air is heavy with humidity, and the barometer continues to drop as the storm front approaches. Kevin is positioned over the engine, soaking the Yanmar bolts with oil, while Jenny sits on the stool, documenting the mechanical process.

🌿 Jenny18:13

The water's out further than it was yesterday.

Sketch the exposed sandbars in the margin of the notebook.

💭 peek at the thought

If the boat doesn't come, I'll have to ration the last of the wayets, and I'm already getting weak.

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🔧 Kevin18:14

Slack water's in twenty minutes. I'll pull the Yanmar head then—see if it's rings or valves killing compression on three. You want to come down to the dinghy with me, or rest that ankle?

walk to the porch, grab the torque wrench and socket set from the shelf, then head toward the dinghy at the dock, keeping my pace even to avoid jarring Jenny's ankle if she follows.

💭 peek at the thought

The tide's pulled back farther than I've seen in weeks—good for checking the Yanmar's prop shaft alignment on the dinghy, but the exposed reef means more sharp coral to snag on if I'm not careful. Jenny's sketching; she's been quiet since this morning's ankle wince, but her hands are steady.

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🌿 Jenny18:15

I'll come. I just need to find my boots.

Stand up slowly, wincing at the ankle, and move toward the kitchen to grab my gear.

💭 peek at the thought

If I stay here, I'll just stare at the weeds and go crazy; I need to see him work.

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🔧 Kevin18:16

Boots are by the porch door. I'll get the head gasket and penetrating oil from the workshop—meet you at the dinghy.

walk to the workshop corner of the cottage, retrieve the new cylinder head gasket and can of penetrating oil from the shelf, then head down the path to the dock where the dinghy sits on the low tide mud.

💭 peek at the thought

She's favouring it bad. Should've made her stay off it, but she won't listen and I know better than to argue when her jaw sets like that. At least she's not pretending it's fine.

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🌿 Jenny18:17

I'm right behind you.

Lace up my boots, grab the notebook, and limp toward the dock.

💭 peek at the thought

The pressure is dropping so fast my head feels heavy, but I need to get moving before the rain hits.

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🔧 Kevin18:18

Take the stool. I'll have the head off in twenty.

climb into the dinghy, brace one knee on the gunwale for stability, and start spraying penetrating oil on the Yanmar's cylinder head bolts, working in the star pattern so it penetrates even.

💭 peek at the thought

She's moving slower than she'll admit. The tide's still dropping—good, gives us more room to work the dinghy on the mud flats without the hull rocking. I'll have the head bolts cracked loose before she even sits down.

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🌿 Jenny18:19

Be careful with those bolts.

Sit on the low stool in the dinghy, opening the notebook to a fresh page.

💭 peek at the thought

The tide is so far out I can see the kelp-covered rocks. I'm starving.

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🔧 Kevin18:20

Always am. These have had twenty minutes to soak—should break clean.

fit the 14mm socket onto the breaker bar, position it on the first head bolt in the star sequence, and apply steady pressure counter-clockwise, feeling for the initial break without jerking.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right to warn me—two stripped threads and one bolt lost in the bilge last time. The replacement's still in my pocket. I'll go slow, let the oil work, and use the breaker bar with the cheater pipe if they fight back.

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