Storm watch and second radio attempt
Rain lashes the cottage horizontally. Wind keens through the radio mast guys. Kevin stands at the porch window watching the dinghy ride the swell, warp taut. Jenny sits at the kitchen table with her ankle elevated, notebook open, tin mug cooling beside her. The barometer reads 990 hPa, steady. It is 1900. Kevin lifts the mic for the second scheduled call to Tom.
The air pressure continues to drop as the barometer hits 991 hPa, signaling the accelerating approach of the storm. The tide is rising, pulling the water hard against the dock's pilings. Inside the cottage, the atmosphere is heavy with humidity and the smell of damp wood and drying herbs.
The barometer is holding, Kevin. Check the lines again.
Picks up a pencil and traces the cellular structure of the sea beet leaf in the notebook.
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Tom, this is Kevin on Sorrel. Over.
Key the mic, wait for response, then lower it and step off the porch to check the dinghy’s mooring lines and storm anchor warp for chafe or slip.
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Watch out for the seaward line, the tide is pulling hard.
Presses her palm against her ankle, feeling the mint poultice cool the throbbing skin.
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Copy that.
Walk down the slick dock planks to the dinghy, flashlight beam cutting rain, inspect the seaward stern line at the piling fairlead and the breast line to the north piling for chafe, test tension by hand, then check the storm anchor warp off
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Don't stay out too long, the barometer is still dropping.
Turns the page in the notebook, avoiding the damp Edge of the sea beet sketches.
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Won’t.
Finish checking the breast line and storm anchor warp, make sure the chafe guard on the seaward stern line hasn’t shifted, then walk back up the dock to the porch and close the door behind me.
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The barometer is at 988. It's going to get worse.
Watch the rain hit the window, my ankle throbbing in time with the wind.
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Aye. Radio mast’s the weak point. Guys are tight but the insulator’s gone. If the mast comes down, we’re blind.
Pull the spare coax roll from the porch shelf, check the mast base and guys by flashlight — see if the new insulator I fitted yesterday is holding or if the ceramic’s cracking under the load.
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Check the bolts again. The wind is shaking the whole cottage.
adjust the mint poultice on my ankle, wincing as the pressure hits the infection.
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Checking now.
Step back onto the porch, flashlight on the mast base — inspect the four 150mm stainless through-bolts at the bracket heel and the two at the step for movement, washers biting, any fresh epoxy dust or wood crush.
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Be careful. The greenheart is turning to mush there.
Watch the barometer drop to 987 hPa. The wind is screaming.
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Spruce step, not greenheart. But I'm looking.
Crouch at the mast base on the porch, flashlight beam tight on the bracket bolts — check each nyloc for backing off, tap the washers with the 19mm wrench to feel for movement, watch the spruce grain around the holes for fresh crush or epoxy
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