Tuesday 4 August 2015

Madness & Mayhem


Digby Island Communications Mayhem.

When all logic of quantum physics and gravity principles disappears from a brilliant engineering brain.

What was Teza thinking?

Capt. Teza was concerned that we had not been in contact with Jacque to let her know we were on our way to Mackay and would be there on Tuesday ready to welcome her on-board on Wednesday.

Teza decided to his send his mobile phone up in a small bag attached to a halyard rope.

Simple enough.

Too many Sundowners and a week off work solving complicated construction issues has resulted in in eroding his judgement in applying sound physics to the task at hand.

What goes up must come down, right? 

Well Mr “I have a brilliant idea, “seem like a good idea at the time”, Teza, forgot to weight the bag and did not attach another halyard to pull his phone back to the deck.

Teza achieved his goal for communciation with the phone happily bleeping alerts of incoming messages at the top of the mast swaying around in its little bag.  Mission accomplished. Consequences of retrieving said phone not well planned and thought out.

When we both stopped laughing,   Mr Brilliant Idea, engineer extraordinaire, calls “get out the bosun chair and haul me up”,

“Dear” says I,  “ the halyard rope you have used to send your phone up the mast is the bosuns chair rope”  There are no other strong enough ropes unless you want to undo all the sail sheets. 

“I will put the kettle on for a cuppa, shall I”. 

Only to return top deck to find Terry duck taping together our deck broom, fishing gaff and rope hook pole. Sadly the law of physics resulted in an arced pole some 2 meters short of the target.

I love this man. I would not have all the  adventures, fun and mayhem  in my life without him and he is SO ENTERTAINING!!

I await for the next brilliant idea to emerge.  A master of solving complex engineering problems I am sure he will resolve getting his phone back to deck, sometime in the future.

We went to bed with a phone happily hanging overhead with the occasional bleep and bell tone and wondering “who’s calling?”.

Tomorrow is another day. to be continued................................................


The next day


And then it progressed to being tangled up in our stays


 

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