All that for an 85 cent part?!

The smallest of things can sometimes become a huge problem when travelling the seas on a sailboat.

sheered motor drive pin

For example, this past weekend, Kinship’s anchor windlass failed (fortunately with the anchor already up). We had to head into a marina to tie up to a dock, but once there, the Captain quickly diagnosed the problem: a broken roll pin. Good news, he thought, as this is a standard engineering part that any motor shop should have for pennies. We would just have to wait until Monday and go find one. Well, actually, make that Thursday, because we soon discovered that Carnaval week in Guadeloupe is kind of like that week between Christmas and New Years in Ottawa where lots of industries and shops close down for the holidays. That meant an extra few days at the dock, but Marina Bas-du-Fort is quite lovely, and we got to go to the Carnaval parade, so no real hardship.

Finally when the shops re-opened, we dinghied over to Point Jarry where the industrial parks are located. Who knew this was going to be so hard?! Seven shops and two and half hours later we found a “good enough” substitute. Everyone was very helpful, they just didn’t have a 5m x 25mm roll pin handy.

 

“le treuil” a.k.a. “le winch”

Our first stop, CPH Pneumatec, was very helpful, giving me the first tool I needed, the French words for the things I described. Having no clue what the French word for a windlass was, I described it as a big electric winch used to wind up the anchor chain on a boat. “Ah…le treuil”. I have never heard that word used before. I am pretty sure it’s called “le windlass” or simply “le winch” in Ottawa/Gatineau.

And a roll pin is a “goupille”. They had a box of them in the workshop, but they were all too big. “Try the next shop, they are bound to have one”, so off we went on a “goupille” hunt.

“goupille”

Electro Nautic, Tropic Marine and other marine shops could sell us a whole new windlass, but not an 85 cent part for one. The “Quincailleries” didn’t know what we were talking about. Top Pro Motors, Soco Meco and SFM all knew exactly what we needed, but the answer was always the same, try the next guy.

My technical knowledge, along with my French vocabulary, was getting better with each person I talked to. I now know that the motor drive pin (goupille) sticks into the drive shaft (l’arbre de transmission) which transmits the drive from the motor (moteur électrique) to the gear box (boîte à vitesses). Wouldn’t I make a fine French mechanic now!

We finally scored one at a parts distributor called VMA. It was the right diameter but too long, so Matthew will have to cut it to fit, but it will do. Yippee! We will be back out on the water in just under a week!

  

Carnaval de Guadeloupe

Sunday afternoon we decided to check out the local Carnaval parade…

Dimanche Gras parade, Pointe-à-Pitre Guadeloupe

I took earplugs, and Matthew promised that if the crowds got too rowdy for me, we would go back to the boat, but both precautions were unnecessary – it was a family-oriented parade, and it was on island time! We arrived an hour after the start time and still had to wait an hour for any action. And then it was one slow-moving display about every 10-20 minutes. The first hour was local businesses, which was pretty lame, with one notable exception…something we would never see in Canada…the McDonalds restaurant float had jiggly girls in spandex and fish-net stockings walking ahead of the float carrying their sign, but that was nothing! On the back of the float truck were two dancing girls, of the kind seen in men’s clubs (thong and all) with their skin painted with the Big M logo and colours, strutting their stuff while throwing kiddy-meal coupons to the families lining the route! A very different kind of corporate image here than at home! Sure got a laugh at that!

dance school kiddies

Next came the kids groups and sports teams – roller-bladers, tae-kwon-do kids, ballet classes and school bands, which were cute enough I suppose, but honestly, watching the spectators was more interesting. Lots of the grownups were wearing the traditional dress of Carnaval, and their kids were running around everywhere, many in costumes of the Halloween variety (cowboys, Robin Hood, Disney Princesses) playing and getting into mischief. Left to their own devices, they were having far more fun than the kids in the “structured” parade. Kids as young as 4-5 years old running around with whips – how fun is that? Apparently cracking whips is a part of their Carnaval tradition, to remember the suffering endured by the slaves. And these guys could really make an incredibly loud Crack!!

 

Finally there started to be a few of the more professional-looking groups in the really well-done costumes you expect to see.

By this time we had been standing around for 3 hours, so after a few more of them had passed, we decided that we were too hot and tired to wait around anymore and went back to the boat for a nap. That was good family fun, island-style.