As the top says, we like to sail, travel and eat. Most of this blog is written with my tongue firmly planted in my cheek. Beware that I might get a bit salty with the language at times, but it's all in good fun.
And despite what you may read, we are a very happily married couple.because we can laugh at ourselves.
Laugh. Love. Eat. Sail. Enjoy.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Dodged the bullet

Well, the wind is blowin' harder now
Fifty knots or there about,
There's white caps on the ocean.
And I'm watching for water spouts
It's time to close the shutters
It's time to go inside.
--Trying to Reason with the Hurricane Season, Jimmy Buffett




Hemi D skated by her first hurricane with just minor winds and a good fresh water dousing.


Unfortunately, there's still a lot of friends and family members that are in harm's way.


I wish them well, and hope they be smart and stay safe.









Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Before/After

Before:



After:


Update after all the canvas is done!


It takes a village to raise a child....

But, it takes several childs to raise our sails.

So, here's what happens when there's no wind. You ask if anybody would like to help use get our sails up and you get a crowd.

Since I was on day 3 of heat induced trauma (muggy, muggy, muggy, no wind, no wind, no wind) I declared a total and complete strike against getting sails up.

So, I recruited help.  I would say big mistake, but entertainment-wise...priceless.


If we look up the mast enough and shake these
rope-y things around, it'll all work out.

You think I'm kidding? This is 1/2 hour later.

Headsail up. Lookeee that cool UV strip.
Oh. Yeah.

That's my boat.
BTW--sail cover and bimini will be updated soon.




Perry Lake Hurricane?

So, Patriot gets delivered, YAY.

Crap whore storm hits that night. BOO!

Actually 70 mph winds. All hell breaks loose at the marina. (There's a reason, but I shall not detail, you can figure it out)

So, I merrily go to start cleaning up the boat from the move and start 'moving in'.

That will not happen right now.  Things have gone awry, and if you take care of a sailor in need, that sailor will take care of you when you need it.

So, the great storm(s) of 2011.

Neighbor's boat that they made. Repeat, THEY BUILT THEMSELVES.
Demasted and shrouds torn from the deck.



Hunter 31 with the head all squirrelly and the main also
coming from furler.



So, it was a sad day on our dock, the Hunter we got refurled, but there was some chafing going on and it's a new boat, that sucks.

However, we had round two the next night, not as bad, but still put forth some damage.

The boat by the demasted boat had its head furler break loose.  And then another dock broke loose and proceeded to eat our friends Prius.


OUCH!




Update

Holy crap. So much going on.

S/V Serenity is finally at her home on Lake Perry.

And...she loooooooks gooooood.

However, her arrival has been ursurped by a freaking freaking crazy storm at Lake Perry, and the Grand Arrival of Hurricane Irene.

Yeah, I know WAH. You got two sailboats. Wah.

However, we have ALOT invested in these boats, and I would very much prefer not to lose them both in the same week thankyouverymuch.

So, some pics of her arrival. I didn't get splash pics (hope to get from our friend) because I had scheduled a meeting, can't call in dead for a meeting you scheduled. Doesn't look good.

Ooo, ooh, I loooook goooood.

So help me christ, if you ding that paint job.
It's go time.

The good news is, no paint jobs were marred in the delivery or masting of the boat.  The paint job is absolutely fantastic.  Totally stoked.


Friday, August 19, 2011

Sail Loft, The Sequel

So, I made it through the head sail.

Kinda.

Well, my mechanical spouse rebuilt my machine, it was impressive.

But it did get done. And while my job might not be 'perfect' it looks pretty damn good.

So, I thought I'd add a few more notes.

You get points for:

The brilliant use of clothespins to keep your hem in place.

You get bonus points for:

Not killing your pet when she decides to eat the curtain panel
that you just finished and hand sewed slugs to.
Actually, that was quite an exciting evening with attempted caninicide and assorted mayhem. (spouse was at a 'trade show' in Vegas...whatever)

However, the culprit, she totally was repentant..not so much.

YUM!

Actually, the little twit tried to take the next panel... OUT OF MY HANDS AS I WAS SEWING IT. In terms of intelligence, this girl is.....preeetttttty.

However, back to the head sail.  It's looking good. More later