After a lazy-ish start, I rang Peter Mason at Braidbar at half nine and we had a discussion about what might be the problem with the Hurricane. As always, he willingly gave me a good chunk of his time despite being run off his feet at the yard; he had eight boats in to be worked on last week. No wonder we think so highly of him and of Braidbar as a boat builder.
The first suggestion, to check the bleed point on top of the unit, didn’t achieve anything, but the second, to dismantle and reassemble the burner jet in case there was a minute spot of something interfering with the flame, did the trick and the boiler fired up again as if there had never been a problem.
For those servicing a Hurricane for themselves here's some advice that will mean little or nothing to the rest of you:
- Make sure that the jet assembly is scrupulously clean before relocating it in the fuel block.
- Nip up the jet in the fuel block tightly but not excessively
- Make sure the fuel block is properly seated against the end of the burner tube before tightening the thumb screw
- That black plastic block with a small red LED on the end is the flame detector; make sure that it hasn't loosened itself in the end of the fuel block and that the wiring connectors are tight.
It seems I’d not done at least one of these properly which was enough to stop the heater running.
Whilst I was doing all this, Sheila went to the village to get bread for lunch and some bits we need for tonight’s entertaining. It was still raining quite hard, but the promised storm was nothing like as fierce here as had been threatened, though the south coast seems to have had a pasting.
After lunch and a short zizz, we took a walk round the marina in bright sun; it’s much cooler now than it was and still quite breezy.
It’ll be an early start for the next few days; I’ve got a GP appointment tomorrow, we’re pooch minding on Wednesday and the Smeg man cometh on Thursday.
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