Subscribe to RSS FeedThat's the beauty and curse of the Marine Assistance Industry. You just never know when odd jobs are going to come in. I certainly wasn't expecting a member to need a tow from the Hurricane Barrier to Bullock's Cove last night about 1900, especially considering it was about 45 degrees and a Tuesday night. luckily, I had just finished dinner with the family and saddled up promptly. It's a bit blurry, but I kinda like the Providence skyline with the I-Way Bridge in the background.
My pilothouse heaters worked flawlessly, and I was warm and toasty while I zoom-zoomed around the bay.
This morning dawned cold, gray and choppy, so I was even more surprised when I got a text around 0900 that Capt. Phil was headed to Newport for a jumpstart on a 44' Sea Ray. It was one of them new-fangled ones, where everything (and I mean EVERYTHING) is electronic or electronically controlled. Despite his best efforts, Capt. Phil was unsuccessful getting the engines to fire, and suspects the problem lies somewhere in the electronic solenoid "override" box below. Hmmmm.... taking one look at that thing, I'm with him!
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