September sail. 2019.
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September sail. 2019.
I love the way the big new sail frames the view from the cockpit.
I went back to Blind Harbour the other day. Light northwesterly took me there, a sunny dawn and gentle westerly brought me back.
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Ok, fine.
Drove back to Maryland for Father's Day.
Sailing sea trials after the centerboard trunk and keelson repairs were a success.
Installed the centerboard, with help from a friend, a diving mask and some ingenuity with dock lines. There's still more work to do to complete this repair but we're close.
Boat's got a hole in it again. Good news is that it lines up well enough with the hole on the other side of the trunk. Well enough.
She would no longer sink in a flood. Just don't look too closely at my fillets.
There were swarms of black flies everywhere but on the water. So we spent most of the weekend on the water. At Imp Lake in Ottawa National Forest, MI.
By Sunday evening I had removed all the rot, cleaned and squared up (in a manner of speaking) the damage, measured and dry-fit a new keelson section, trunk log, trunk panel and a batten for good measure.
Now begins the drawn-out drudgery of glue, glass, fair, fill, fair, paint, sand, paint, sand, paint, sand, paint.
Repairing rot can be picturesque. Sometimes. I guess.
On Friday night, just as I was wrapping up minor projects, I noticed the port side of the centerboard pivot bolt was recessed a little into its plywood case. A little rot around the bolt hole revealed itself to be a lot of rot in the case, all the way down into the keelson. Thank God that:
1) I caught this relatively early;
2) a previous keelson repair from ten years ago used so much epoxy filler that the rot stopped dead in its tracks about two thirds of the way back the centerboard case;
3) damage forward of the case is limited;
4) the bottom is heavily glassed, so structural integrity is still good, even though the bottom rotted through in a couple small places;
5) aforementioned bottom rot is very isolated.
Gonna try to have this repaired in three and a half weeks, in time to drive east for a week of sailing Chesapeake Bay. It'll be close.
The weekend started with some delightfully minor projects.
On and around Lake Wisconsin, a couple weekends ago.
For a few years I've been threatening to take my sweeps aboard Callipygous to show Rick that his Whitehall daysailer is, in fact, a fine pulling boat. I finally got around to it, and we rowed briskly across Monona to the city skyline, before Rick had enough and we hoisted the rig for an occasionally blustery afternoon.