Again and again

What a job this has been.

Six months of intense labor, cursing and fucking. The generator is finally installed. A generator that big it can deliver electricity for a town of 3000 people. The only thing that still has to be done is. See if its running and if our team was capable to put a pipe line system in without no leaks.


So back to yulara, a week of preparations before testing. Running electrical cables the size of a big snake. Making the area inaccessible for strangers. We didn’t want to electrocute people to ashes. And yes finally the moment arrived after a 6 months job. Time to push the green button. And yes, nothing happened. The engine stayed dead.

Fuck.
Nothing mechanical was wrong, all the pipes on the correct spot. After a day of searching we found the cause. A non return valve was placed in the wrong way. All right , we fixed that. Again the green button. It`s turning, slowly , to slowly.
Fuck
Another day of finding the reason why its not turning fast enough to kick start the engine.
Not enough air pressure to kick start the engine. So we worked on increasing the air
pressure. The green button. It`s running fast , yes, but no reaction of the engine.
Fuck
So probably a good reason to check the fuel system. A big air bubble in the fuel line. Okay, A whole day trying to bleed the fuel system. Working on a big engine is like working on a car engine, but much bigger, a lot bigger. The air filter is the size of the trunk of the car, and 4 trunks. Let`s give it another try. The green button.
Fuck
Let`s say we had a lot of fucks. But we managed to let the generator running smoothly.


Now it was just a matter of sitting around. Let the engine do the work. It had to be running for a day of two on overcapacity to see of the engine could handle the moments when busy tourist invade the little town.

A time to pay respect to my fish. My little garden of Eden is no more. Nature has taken over my work. It has become a wilderness .Nature doesn`t care about nicely ordened gardens and plants. Some grow and some die, so did my fish.
Time to say goodbye to yulara, again.


I`m certain i`ll meet my rock again.