Cooking and washing arrangements, aboard Stargazer, have descended to a basic level. With the unwelcome discovery, on arrival in L'Aber Wrac'h, that there is a blockage somewhere in the domstic system. Trapping our, quarter tonne, supply of fresh water in its tank.
The most obvious suspect is the in line filter. Installed to prevent any foreign matter entering (and damaging) the pump.
The pump itself (replaced the winter before last) spins up 'normally,' to pressurise the system. But labours, when a tap is opened. Producing a reduced flow. Hence the prognosis of a blockage. The most probable location for one being the filter.
Which, along with the pump, is located beneath the bottom boards, of the berth in Stargazer's aft cabin.
Home, when on passage to Stargazer's comprehensive array of cruising clobber. Much of it stowed (on the centreline) in three large, black, lidded crates (whose yellow clasps you can see). An ordered (despite first appearances) state of affairs, with which I have a pyschological dread of interfering.
In part because of the chaos that, emptying the cabin, brings to Stargazer's saloon. Which, whatever excitement may be going on elsewhere aboard, I seek to preserve as a cocoon of calm. But needs must.
When I reach it, the in line filter is clear. As is a filter (which I was unaware of, until a Good Samaritan met on the quayside, alerted me to its presence) contained in the tap spout. The blockage lies, either within the pump outlet, or the pipework downstream of it. Both beyond my DIY endeavours to resolve.
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Professional marine engineering assistance is required. The nearest source of which is the Marine & General yard, on Guernsey. Which (since Brexit), first requires a trip to Roscoff, in order for Stargazer's skipper's passport to be 'stamped out' of Schengen. Serendipity has, once more, taken a hand in Stargazer's summer cruise.
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