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If you can keep your head when all
about you are losing theirs and so hold
on when there is nothing in you ...
Yes! Prayer is powerful and all calming when replacing a
marine toilet. Chris Ayres’ adventures regarding ‘The Joy of Marine
Toilet Maintenance’ (Afloat May’15) arrived just two weeks after I
had done battle with my own toilet installation.
At the time we bought our present yacht, the powers that pee
had already declared that holding tanks and porta-potties were
the go and no effluent was to be discharged into the harbour. At
her introduction to our yacht, my wife eyed the good old pumpa-
outa and proclaimed, “ We need to add a porta-potty.”
So I purchased a new potty and crammed it aboard, intending
to reserve the pumpa-outa for cruising expeditions. However, it
transpired that whenever I disconnected the potty’s receiving
tank from the sitting device and lifted it by the handle (as was
designed) the seals on the tank leaked profusely and, in the rush
to the dinghy and beyond, dumped a trail of delight.
Tiring of this, and the added fact that the potty as fitted in the
available bathroom space left bugger-all room for both squatting
and the handling of paper, I decided to piss it off (turf it, that is).
Now a well-designed yacht is an economy of space where
no square inch is wasted. In the instance of our craft’s good old
pumpa-outa, all hosing, anti-syphoning devices and valves had
been cunningly hidden in the locker beneath the sink. This locker,
of course, also contained the sink’s plumbing and even a drainage
arrangement for water that found its way into the forward chain
locker. So, said space was a trifle crowded.
However, with this in mind, undaunted and determined,
I decided to add a Y-valve to the plumbing, giving the option
of pumping either directly overboard or into a tank – one that
wouldn’t leak and could easily be disconnected and carried
ashore for emptying and cleaning.
So, into the breach. It turned out the existing discharge hose
was the most solidly reinforced of its type and had gone stiff as
rusty pipe. Removal at the hose connections was impossible
and the hose had to be cut free and then into sections with a
dangerously sharp knife. Naturally these sections emptied their
historic sediment in the finger-tight corners of the locker.
In short, the plan to install a three-way valve wasn’t viable.
The added dimension, and the direction and bending required
for the new hose just weren’t going to allow it all to fit.
The arrangement now has the pumpa-outa delivering straight
to the tank and there is no option for direct discharge at sea.
Mind you, the tank is parked right in front of the sink in the space
vacated by the potty, but it does not require the elbow room that
was needed for the sit-upon to be sat upon.
Forcibly, we are green, well-behaved boaties with no sly
opportunity for a quick pump-out when nobody is passing.
Looking back, Chris Ayres’ adventures pretty much stuck to
the rhumb line. Whatever tools one prepares for the job turn out
to be insufficient; old hose clips macerate the fingers; the two
bucket system works well until one is knocked over; the more
sensitive head is bruised by the harder one; Mercurochrome (in
our instance, Betadine) is as essential as a screwdriver; nothing is
as efficient as paper towel; and prayer is all powerful and calming.
One might add though, afloat, nothing, except the imminence
of death, is as motivating as a movement.
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