It has become a bit longer wait for the wind pump. However it is worth waiting for. Team at the farm is now better off with additional workers in this hot summer, but still it is a manual job which we want to get rid off.
My friendly engineer Chaitanya in ABS gives me constant feedback on the progress without any fuss. I can understand the odds against which they are racing for me. We have kept a target of this week end to dispatch the material. The gear is in finished state and is getting its painting. To begin with Red oxide followed by silver I guess.
Aside is picture of Rotor with few blades fitted, just for a photo that requested. Chaitanya is hugging his baby which he passionately created along with his team. The fully assembled wind mill be looking like a giant. No wonder Don Quixote waged a war against the wind mills he saw for the first time.
Just then they came in sight of thirty or forty windmills that rise from that plain. And no sooner did Don Quixote see them that he said to his squire, "Fortune is guiding our affairs better than we ourselves could have wished. Do you see over yonder, friend Sancho, thirty or forty hulking giants? I intend to do battle with them and slay them. With their spoils we shall begin to be rich for this is a righteous war and the removal of so foul a brood from off the face of the earth is a service God will bless."
"What giants?" asked Sancho Panza.
"Those you see over there," replied his master, "with their long arms. Some of them have arms well nigh two leagues in length."
"Take care, sir," cried Sancho. "Those over there are not giants but windmills. Those things that seem to be their arms are sails which, when they are whirled around by the wind, turn the millstone."
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| Chaitanya posing with his creation |
Aside is picture of Rotor with few blades fitted, just for a photo that requested. Chaitanya is hugging his baby which he passionately created along with his team. The fully assembled wind mill be looking like a giant. No wonder Don Quixote waged a war against the wind mills he saw for the first time.
Just then they came in sight of thirty or forty windmills that rise from that plain. And no sooner did Don Quixote see them that he said to his squire, "Fortune is guiding our affairs better than we ourselves could have wished. Do you see over yonder, friend Sancho, thirty or forty hulking giants? I intend to do battle with them and slay them. With their spoils we shall begin to be rich for this is a righteous war and the removal of so foul a brood from off the face of the earth is a service God will bless.""What giants?" asked Sancho Panza.
"Those you see over there," replied his master, "with their long arms. Some of them have arms well nigh two leagues in length."
"Take care, sir," cried Sancho. "Those over there are not giants but windmills. Those things that seem to be their arms are sails which, when they are whirled around by the wind, turn the millstone."
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