Tuesday, September 29, 2009
This is a new phase. No more rot digging, no more bilge paint; we've surfaced from the rotten depths and now find ourselves aboard a very sea worthy vessel. She no longer smells like my grandma's basement.
Now the work is different. This past weekend I sanded half the mast. It was so nice. Haylards were clanging against their masts, the wind was singing thru the rigging cables, and the corrugated paneling of the boat shed kept time with a bassy whooo whoooo sound.
Not all of us were so lucky. Travis had a hell of a time with one of the cable connections for the steering, but did manage to hook it up. We took turns at the wheel. This was the first time we had seen it on. It made everything make sense. Me Voy finally felt like a boat, a ride, instead of a treehouse that we go to every weekend. I can't wait to see what happens with all this.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Its hard to love two boats. Each one needs so much attention and care. A marina friend asked me "Do you know why they call boats "she"?' Cause... like a woman they take a lot of money and maintenance... and they can both KILL you! Right now I am feeling a bit killed by each of these bitches!
I shouldn't be too mad at Me Voy. She's almost ready to splash in the water, with only the mast now needing new paint and hardware. I'm soooo ready to see how she bobs in the water, and let the memory of climbing a 20 ft ladder to get into the boat, fade with our wake.
Lucy Maru is a different story... that bitch! Yes I'm mad at her now. The last of our deck job is kicking my ass. I'm feeling burned out, not the best timing, since the dreaded Winter is coming. I once got rid of all my winter gear since I never planned to do winter again, and here is another one chasing me. Don't panic! What the hell happened to September anyway?