Having fixed all the leaks, the next step was wiring everything up. Fun and games when all you have is a 20 year old diagram of what it used to be. But Darren to the rescue and much experimentation (mmm experiments with electricity, shocking stuff) and everything was finally working. Except the damn hot water heater. It sucked so much juice it kept blowing the fuse. That problem has been temporarily solved by removing one element and wiring the remaining one to a separate plug. The trouble now is that the spa has difficulty maintaining temperature. This was also the time when , despite the best efforts of Mitre 10, I finally got some pipe to fix the broken water jet, a task which involved copious amounts of glue, goo and a hairdryer set on high.
Finally, success as we all piled in for the inaugural spa. And fifteen minutes piled out again as it was discovered that Darren had wired the hot water heater to onl
y come on when the pump wasn't working, which in turn caused the pipe connecting pump and heater to melt due to extreme heat. It took another five days before we were able to fix that last little hiccup, and then it was time for a real spa. Three bottles of wine later, it was declared a rousing success by all.
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