Okay, that's enough of that. Youse guys aren't taking this seriously. I looked up the bulbs on the internet, even where Tom P recommended, but I just didn't know which bulbs to buy. So I took the list to to West Marine and the local Ace hardware, but the bulbs are all hanging too far up for me to read the fine print and jumping up, batting them down and trying to catch them before they hit the floor didn't appeal to me.
So yesterday I ascended Dura Mater's mast 4" at a time. You think you could go up faster? Well, come on by and I'll watch you go up faster. In the meantime, I went up, detached the housing, sprayed everything with Corrosion X, used a toothbrush on everything and brought the unit down. Two bulbs, neither of which looked like the bulbs recommended online. "Huh", she said to herself.
Borrowed that special electronics grease from Chris, who is an engineer and always has whatever I need, put it in my pack.
Drove to West Marine, bought bulbs that looked like the ones I took off, drove back to RYC harbor, ascended yet again. By this time the light was fading, so I took my headlamp up with me. Smeared Chris's grease on the ends of the newly cleaned light connections, smeared goop all along the edges of the housing and re-installed it by screwing it back on to the mast.
Various SSS ers of E Dock ilk wandered by with good wishes. Dockmates David and Gene called "hello", and several other nice men walked by, a couple even incomprehensively called up: "Need help?" Huh", she said to herself.
Bob J wandered over just as I finished screwing the gooped up combo housing onto the mast, and asked whether I'd like him to turn the light on for me. "Yes, thank you." So he did but the lights didn't work.
I'd done it twice, and it was getting dark soon. As I descended the lights blinked. On. Off. Both at the same time. Off. On. What does this mean? I have no idea. But that ascending and descending a 36' mast twice in 4 inch increments made me tired and hungry for chocolate. So I consoled myself with dark chocolate and almonds and went home. Tomorrow's another day. Or the day after that.