Thank you, everyone, for all of the advice. The job is done, and I'm sitting back with an adult beverage now that it's over, BECAUSE I NEED IT! That was just terrifying to me with all that water running in. It truly made me weak in the knees and I was shaking like a leaf in the wind. I had all my gear laid out - tools, gaskets, rags, lights, scuba gear on the dock and "on" ready to go, bungs, plastic bag, etc. And I had a couple from down the dock, very experienced sailboaters, there to help. I have to admit that when I couldn't stop the flow of water, the man stepped in to take over. Looking back...the reason I could not stop the flow of water was because when I opened it and a bunch of gunk poured out, I put the cap back on right away, but for the crap still hanging out of it, I couldn't get it closed all the way. Well, duh...but in that situation, I just couldn't "see" that. Now that I've been through it, and I personally understand the flow rate and my pump's ability to keep up, I won't be so nervous. I figured if I laid out the scuba gear, all fired up and ready to splash, I wouldn't need. Cheap insurance.
At first, I could not find the basket in there - the handle was missing. When we did finally wrestle it out, the bottom was missing, presumable still in the bottom of the strainer. When I haul out to fix the seacock, I'll replace that strainer and keep the old one for spare parts. The strainer was a real mess inside - had a dead fish in there, but not a whole lot of grass. I could only recover one blade of sea grass from the bilge pump area.
What's amazing, to me anyway - I guess I'm easily impressed - is that the pump runs quietly now. Before we cleaned the strainer, it sounded like it had marbles in it, clattering very loudly. Hopefully, I got some of the gremlins out of the AC system today.
I've been eyeing this project for weeks now. I look at some, and go away and think about it. I go back and look at it some more from another angle, and ponder the process some more. This went on for weeks! Well, it's over and I'm relieved. And I gotta go through this once a month, Pascal??? My liquor cabinet isn't big enough for that. But seriously, it will be better for me next time since I have a real and personal experience with what it really is now. As the time went on with the water gushing into the bilge, I did seem to calm down some, even to the point where I went to find the camera to take a picture for Ed.
I know...you're thinking, gee what will she do in a real catastrophe? I don't know. I love this boat so much and I'm so afraid something will happen to her that will make me lose her that I just turn into a ball of nerves when something like this has to be done.