Apart — Kevin at the dock, Jenny at the woods

Midday work apart

Kevin is at the dock checking the diesel can seam and mooring lines. Jenny is in the woods gathering lime and checking snares.

The humidity hangs heavy over the island, clinging to the skin as the overcast sky holds. The tide recedes, exposing the slick rocks and the lower sections of the dock. Kevin focuses on the structural integrity of the pier, ensuring the repairs will hold, while Jenny moves inland toward the high ground to monitor the soil chemistry for the coming storm.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the dock

You stand on the slick planks with the epoxy-seamed jerry can at your boots. The seam weeps a rainbow sheen into the tide — hairline cracks flexing under vibration. The mooring ring holds, oak wedges driven tight, but the north piling sister joint shows fresh rust streaks on the through-bolts. Rain sheets across the water.

🔧 Kevin10:01

Kevin — walk to the north piling, crouch at the sister joint, probe the mortise with the screwdriver, check bolt torque with the 19mm wrench

💭 peek at the thought

Diesel's seeping into the harbour. Every tide pulls it out and the next brings it back against the planks. The can's scrap unless I re-cut the seam clean and re-epoxy — but the tube's empty. Barometer's holding at 996, rain's steady. Supply boat's due in eight days if the Brest strike breaks. North piling bolts weeping rust means the sister joint's taking water. Need to check the mortise at low tide, see if the greenheart's sound or if the rot's tracked past the scarf.

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🔧 Kevin10:04

Kevin — re-torque both north piling through-bolts to 35Nm with the 19mm wrench, wipe rust streaks with wire brush, check alignment of the sister plank against the main beam

💭 peek at the thought

Mortise is wet but the greenheart core's still solid — rot hasn't tracked past the scarf face. The through-bolts have backed off a quarter turn each from the swelling. Rust streaks are surface only, no pitting on the shanks. Tide's dropping fast, another hour and the lower bolt hole will be clear of water. Can re-torque now, but the nylocs are single-use. Should've brought the spare from the east shutter. The screwdriver tip bites clean wood at the scarf line. Jenny's shore brace is holding.

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🔧 Kevin10:08

Kevin — walk back to the cottage, check the water tank overflow joint under the eaves, inspect for fresh weep

💭 peek at the thought

Bolts torqued, rust brushed clean. Sister plank sits flush, no gap at the scarf. The shore brace Jenny drove is doing its job — no deflection under hand pressure. Tide's low enough now to see the full mortise. Greenheart's sound. One less thing. The jerry can's still weeping at my feet though. And the rat's quiet in the pantry — either gone or waiting. Barometer hasn't moved. Rain's easing to drizzle. Should check the tank overflow joint again, see if the epoxy held under the head pressure.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the woods

You move upslope on the drift cane, ankle wrapped tight, gauze damp with poultice. The lime sacks wait under the tarp at the old charcoal site — two burlap bags, damp but usable. Your snare line runs along the game trail past the spruce stand. The forest smells of wet bark and rot. Rain drips through the canopy in fat drops.

🌿 Jenny10:03

Jenny — continue upslope on drift cane toward lime sacks at charcoal site

💭 peek at the thought

The fracture line has extended past the red wax mark - pocket seven is actively undermining now, and I'm still several meters short of the lime sacks. My ankle throbs with every step, the poultice doing its job but barely. I need to reach those bags before the antibiotic course runs out completely.

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🌿 Jenny10:07

Jenny — collect soil sample from pocket seven weep zone and mark GPS coordinates

💭 peek at the thought

The lime sacks are right where I expected them, but the path here is steeper than I remember - the rain must have softened the soil. My ankle is burning despite the poultice, and I can feel the infection margin creeping. I need to get back to the cottage before dark, but first I should mark this section of ridge with a soil sample.

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🌿 Jenny10:11

Just a little further further.

limp back toward the cottage using the cane for support

💭 peek at the thought

5.6. Too acidic. The island is literally fighting me today. If I can't get the pH up, grandmother's seed tin is just a box of expensive rot.

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