This nipple was a sight for sore eyes

 Ok.  Got 'ya to read with that title, right?  Yah, deny it if you want.  

So the gas line fix worked.  The seal held and I was all happy.  Then I got to thinking...what if this thing fell apart when I'm miles up a creek or worse, out in choppy swells?  If it fell apart there would be no recourse except to row.  I needed to bypass this whole contraption and make it robust.  (The enquiring reader will note that this could have been done in Savusavu.)

I had the inspiration to see if I could find a pipe nipple of the right diameter.  And sure enough, after digging around in Joe's endless bin 'o parts I found exactly what I needed - an NPT thread to hose nipple.  The nipple wasn't quite big enough (keep the jokes to yourself - you know who you are) but with two hose clamps it did the trick.  I now have a fuel line locked to the tank, no sealant required.

Now just so the motor fitting doesn't go on me...

 


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