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Last weekend, despite the wind and the rain,
ten intrepid trekkers ventured over to Tiri Tiri Matangi
once again, to do battle with the foibles of the foghorn
motor. While some brave souls tackled the grass and
mud outside, the rest of us kept nice and dry in the shed,
painting, polishing and trying to start the motor.
After bleeding all the innards and a few false starts, it
was finally blasted into life by Andrew, but despite making
a lot of noise and smoke we could not get the pressure over
five and we needed thirty-five to sound the horn. So
it was back to the bunkhouse where Eileen had prepared a
sumptuous feast of Cottage Pie and salad, and Claire had
conjured up her famous Crockpot Chocolate Pudding.
After dinner Mark led a few brave souls on one of his
'short' walks. This one was only a couple of hours
though. (Note: Mark took me (Claire) to the Petrel
station... Oh so cute, muttonbirds.)
The next morning we tried the motor once again, but to no
avail. This time we found an oil leak and an air leak.
So it will have to wait for another day.
We were lucky that the weather was starting to improve and
we were able to leave at 1500. Oh well, I had no
excuse to miss night shift that night. The intrepid
trekkers were, Colin, Mark, Noel, Eileen, Claire, Barbara,
Andrew, Stephen G, Lynda and Laurine (scribe) |
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