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thinking a lot about the impellor. He said that there was a thermostat involved. The thermostat had to get warm enough to allow the impellor to operate. He suggested trying to start the engine that evening after it had been in the sun all day and see if it would run.
            Don’s thought reminded me of how my dad, who was a physician, would get a call in the middle of the night, talk on the phone for a little while, and then turn out the light and go back to sleep, only to sit up some time later having thought the situation through more fully and make another phone call to give the person further thoughts on what they should do.
            That evening we did try to start the engine, and   it ran right away, with the water pump running a strong stream of water out the tattle tale! I left Craig a note on his skiff and we went home. When Craig got home, he called and I arranged to borrow his staple gun for my current freeze-up project, paneling the pantry. We also discussed the freezing problem and how to keep the engine warm. He suggested running the engine for two minutes and, if the water pump was not running, to shut it off to let the heat soak into the engine, then start it again to see if it would thaw.
            The next morning, at 16.0ºF, I went down early with the corn bags, prepared to thaw the steering, and then started the engine. The water was not running, so I let it run a few minutes and then shut it off and waited. The third

time I started it, the water ran! I was so happy! Running across we saw more Northern Lights but couldn’t talk to each other very well because of the engine noise. It had been nice when it was so quiet the morning before, but this, we figured, was preferable.
            At 25ºF the following Friday, the motor started up and the water coolant flowed with no warming up.
            My shoulder was sore for two days, as was Gail’s. Paddling anything bigger than a canoe, you don’t have the option of switching to the other side when you get sore, so we had just done what we had to do and kept paddling, with starry night appreciation interludes. Why the thermostat operates the way it does was something I had to find out from Don. I would say it was magic, but that’s not the intent of this story. 
            Later, Don told me he took their pontoon boat in on Wednesday and wasn’t sure if he was going to get through the one and a half inches of ice on Mud Lake, but he just kept punching away at it and made it though. He explained to me that the thermostat is on the outlet of the water stream, and it’s there to keep a constant temperature on the engine block. He said some people take them out, but that’s not a good idea below about 40ºF, so I planned to stick with the preheating I’d learned to do. This was at the end of October in 2005.
            So we settled into our winter routine and appreciated the corn bags. They can last all night because they can retain body heat. We are still amazed that the corn doesn’t pop in the microwave. Amazement aside, however, Carmen prefers to call them warm bags so people won’t think they’re mundane.

Further Excerpts:
The Freezing of Lakes
Water - 36o Six Inches Down

 

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