So we lost the water pump….

When I was in High School, Dad bought a sailboat. A nice little 16-foot with a small cabin and a heavy keel, she was a great little boat that could handle all kinds of waters. And it was a lot of fun to go out on the lake, and sail all day, and picnic in the sun. Good happy memories.

We went to a meet-up of owners of this particular brand of boat one weekend in New Bern NC, and were sailing in the brackish end of the Neuse River. And it was a lot of fun, until the winds picked up, the clouds rolled in, and the thunder started. Frankly, it was time to head in. We dropped the sails, Dad fired up the little outboard on it, and headed back towards the ramps where we put in.

About halfway across the river (it’s not that small at that point) Dad yells “We lost the motor!”
Mom yells back “So start it up again!”
And Dad replies “Uh, no, we LOST the motor.”

And we look, and he’s just sort of staring into the water at the back of the boat. Seems the motor tangled in an unmarked fishing net, and the clamps holding it to the boat gave way and off it went to the briny deeps.

We eventually got a tow in before the storms got in, but it is one of those adventures that become family stories.

Flash forward 25 or so years.

Our water pump started to misbehave Monday. We had the plumber out yesterday, and found that the water heater had ruptured internally, and the pump had been running 24×7 for a while (possibly up to 4 months) trying to keep up as the water heater slowly got worse and worse. And so Moses, our totally awesome plumber, began the process of pulling up the old pump for a replacement. This involves several hours of slowly lifting 300 feet of PVC pipe and electrical wire to get the pump out (The original installer, it seems, neglected to install a rope for just such an event – and many choice words were said by all involved about *THAT*). With less than 6 feet to go, the pipe snapped, the cable snapped under the weight of the pump, and down it went to the bottom of the well, some 300+ feet down.

And there it will stay until the end of time, much like a small outboard somewhere in the depths of the Neuse River.

With any luck, the new pump, flexible pipe, cables, and rope will be installed before lunch, and shortly after I can have a shower from our new water heater.

About Kevin Sonney

Kevin Sonney - who, contrary to popular opinion was NOT raised by wolves - grew up in central North Carolina. He fell into the technology field by accident in 1991, when he gave up the wild and crazy lifestyle of an on-air AM radio DJ to become a mundane technical support monkey. The technology industry has never really recovered from this. Kevin has worked for such names as IBM, Red Hat, webslingerZ, and Lulu Technologies (we won't mention the ones that didn't survive the experience). He currently works as a Linux Administrator for Apptio. In his spare time he rescues stray animals and plays video games with his two sons. His wife, we're sad to say, helps him get past the really hard bits. Kevin is still not very mundane, he just got better at hiding it.
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