Later that week we had a surprise visit when I spied a boat I recognised coming up Langley Bridge lock. Never having met the occupants it was great to finally get to meet Adam and Adrian on Briar Rose. After tea on board FS, a nose round Briar Rose and the usual toilet talk, both the lads departed for a meal at the Great Northern. We did get to see them off in the morning but as I was still in my PJ's decided to wave from the galley window instead of going outside. I'm sure the sight of me scantily clad would have been enough to make them scarper even quicker!
I mentioned our drive plate failing a while ago. So Ian felt it was time to do something about it. With the use of a car jack, me undoing nuts and bolts while Ian gave instructions, we managed with a bit of brute force to remove the shaft from the gear box.
Ian was right to be concerned about the wear on the drive plate as there was a distinct softening of the springs (the round centre bit) and the drive plate bore. Should be hard to rotate but this one moved from side to side and could be moved with ease. I found this snippet on the web.
The drive plate is the interface between the fly wheel and the input stub shaft on the gear box and normally has a female spline in the centre and this may have fretted away and failed. Its purpose is to cushion the drive from the uneven pulses of the engine. Failure could be either the springs that provide the cushion - this would cause vibration, or wear on the splines
A phone call and trip to Midland Chandlers at Mercia and the latest drive plate was purchased. Now all we have to do is reverse the procedure and try to put it back in the gearbox again!
We have one last trip planned before flying out to Oz mid October. Off to Ostend via Dover tomorrow for 5 days with some of the ECP&DA members. No doubt I will bore you all silly with my rambling of the trip but it does mean it gives me something to read in my dotage
Only one wildlife to show. This moth paid us a visit and settled on FS's stern seconds before I was about to slap a dollop of bitumen on it. Managed to stop myself just in time.