Day 19 Hyndburn to not very far at all. Accrington. This area is called Oswaldtwistle.
I have known Bob all my life (3 years) and I know he gets up early and paints. Today his painting is my first photo “Kennet” this is the wide barge that joined us on our departure from Liverpool and arrived to moor next to us last night. Bob also reports that while he was working at 6:30 this morning, 3 runaway horses thundered down the towpath and he had to jump on my long kennel for safety. My bearded one says he heard them.
We had a bit of a drama just after we set off, the engine started to develop a missing a beat problem which Bob and my bearded one concluded was fuel starvation, possibly dirty fuel or possibly water in the fuel. After a phone call to a mechanic called Steve, we set off and stopped at his yard this was a few miles away on our route, he did some tests, agreed with our diagnostics, changed our fuel filters and siphoned the bottom of our fuel tank. All this at 1290 engine (just for the record) hours.
I was bored with this and went off with my long haired one and our friend Sheila which was good for me and we had a long walk while we waited.
In the event it was a long wait – see below!
As Steve the mechanic was finishing off, he noticed our engine was rocking on its bearings. Not a good sign. On further examination with a tiny TV camera he discovered that three major bolts had sheared and needed replacement.
It was necessary to lift the engine to get at the old bolts to drill them out and replace them! What a nightmare this is. Downtime maybe three days! this will of course change our plans somewhat but will report tomorrow when we have more information.
For the rest of the day, my bearded one hired a car so that we can continue to explore this part of the world and so we all went off to what appeared to be a very nice pub. I was not allowed inside because it serves food! I sat in the car.
We have had a great deal of rain today and the thought is that it would not have been the best cruising weather anyway and thank goodness that a mechanic spotted a potential disaster in time.
My photos are: Bob’s picture, and a white visitor.
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