Hydra Island is thought to be named for its natural springwater (Hydrea in ancient times). That said, the Lernaean Hydra of Greek mythology (a many headed serpent that lived about 60 km away on the Pelopennesian mainland) seems to have some sway in the character of this place. This post is about the smiling, happy, cuddly serpent head. This post.
Tuesday began with my hunt for the bad crimp that was hiding somewhere in the circuit that connects the engine stop button to the actual stoppenator, aka the fuel shutoff solenoid. Not a serious issue, but an inconvenience to have to run below to maually turn the shutoff lever each time. Having proven that the button still buttoned and the solenoid still ‘noided, I proceeded to replace the various wire connections that seem the cause of most marine electrical issues. Three nice recrimps in the sidelocker, but still no luck.
Oh, wait, maybe it’s the little wire next to the engine that’s completely broken in two. The wire that’s really easy to reach. Presto. Stopifaction.
To celebrate avoiding an embarassing service call (oh, THAT broken wire?), we strolled 2 km down the coast to the Four Seasons Beach Resort for lunch.
It was all so chill we walked back rather than take the water taxi.
Gee, is it only 3 pm?
P.S. You’ve been patient with my feeble suspense. Scroll down for a spoiler if needed.
Everything is fine.