On the cut at last

Yesterday afternoon I had a phone call to say that Shadow was likely to be ready within the hour, so we could start our delayed holiday. Hooray! An hour wasn't much notice: we had to return from Chester to where we'd been staying with a friend, load the car, drive to Tattenhall Marina, and unload the car. And then we did a bit of car shuffling, so our friend could come on a short cruise with us to the Shady Oak pub and eat with us before driving home.

But before we untied the boat one of the engineers who had been working on it showed me the old, worn camshaft.


worn camshaft: most badly worn cam in centre of photo



Mark with camshaft