Chill out or melt down

Action Bloke

Getting into the groove of life on the boat is quite a binary thing. It's going great or it's not. From my point of view what could be wrong with lunch ashore with brother and sister-in-law on Monday and again on Tuesday with our friends Lee and Ian who drove down from Mandurah. Wednesday saw us blow the budget completely by going ashore AGAIN and having a counter tea at the Koombana Bay Sailing Club on their twilight sailing night by way reciprocation for the use of their shower/toilet facilities. Always welcoming of visitors/travelers so make sure you check the club out if you're down this way. The Bloke, as you can see from the photo below seems to be having a nice time too on the town beach playing beach volleyball with "the boys". Now that's a cool dude!
All sounds pretty chilled out but what about the fridge? That is the chilled out that is almost as important; no wait, is more important! It's all about the beer and the cold GT at 5ers!
The Bloke lost his cool this morning. Inexplicably the fridge fan kept running all night and the compressor was failing to kick in. Temperature rising, rising, rising and that's not just the fridge I'm talking about. Must be a fever; delirious moaning emanating from the saloon. It would surely explain why the Bloke was up again for half a night. Something about the Amps: Voltage lower than expected seeing as we'd had the generator on, not 12 hours before. How can a girl sleep? 
Grumph and more old mans noises. The panels are off, electrical tool box removed from the lazarette above my head, screw drivers, electrical spares assembled at the ready. Various hypotheses proposed. "If I do this, then ..... X should happen", tinker, tinker... etc, etc. Sounded more of a plea bargain to Neptune to me. Still no improvement. Mystery 2 Amps being sucked from somewhere. The Amp Nazi now in sniffer dog mode. AHA! Culprit found. I'd left my new little vacuum on charge (in the front cabin out of view - a story for another day). Ooops - urgently calling for tips on how to re-ingratiate myself.
The generator is now on and purring away at 80dB. A mystery solved. The fridge grateful of the extra Voltage is now chilled down as is the Bloke. Satisfied that he has conquered and averted a disaster he is now at peace with the world and fast asleep with the generator right above him. It is ON so he can be OFF!

Playing with the boys!