We finally got a weekend without snow, gales, freezing temperatures, plagues of locusts, etc. Time to prep the boat.
Continue Reading "Blue on Blue"
I didn’t used to bring tools on the boat.
Continue Reading "Sailboat Tools"
It’s been a while since we’ve made a log entry, but it’s not for lack of boat stuff.
Continue Reading "Portlights, Part 2"
Last year, when we noticed that our portlights seemed to be actively funneling rain water into our boat rather than shunting it away, I bought the official window reseal kit from Catalina Direct. I even collected all of the tools that I thought I might need to complete the installation and packed everything into one box, ready to go. I then put that box in my basement among all the other boxes of boat stuff, like the generic crate containing the Ark of the Covenant at the end of Raiders of the Lost Ark, and promptly started wondering where all of those tools went.
Continue Reading "Portlights, Part 1"
I suppose that there comes a time in every boater’s life when it is time to go head to head with the mysterious contraption that is the marine toilet…and wish that you just used a cedar bucket like a civilized person.
Continue Reading "Toilet Humor"
In my study of the sailing dharma, I have come to accept these noble truths:
1. Maintenance is suffering.
2. The end of suffering is more maintenance.
3. See #1.
This is barely worth writing down, but in the interest of completeness, I guess we technically operated the boat.
Continue Reading "Completeness"
For years, I’ve had these bouts of broken thinking where I imagine that we’re going to quickly knock out some maintenance task and immediately go sailing—to the point where I drive around with the MVS (Minimum Viable Sailing) gear in my truck for days on end. To be clear, this has never worked, but I loaded in the sails, running rigging, and required safety junk anyway.
Continue Reading "We Can Do It"
The vernal equinox has long passed us by, and it’s time to get serious about preparing the boat for the season.
Continue Reading "Spring Commissioning"
Most illingest b-boy—these ropes I’m dicin’
‘Cause I am most ill, and I’m whippin’ and splicin’