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With salt water rushing around his veins, James left to go sailing, had many adventures and returned to

She came out of the water in July 2006... and we're still working... working... The damage revealed post high pressure wash was enough to make a grown man cry - well, that and the trauma of having to hire a crane at a Grand a pop as the centreboard became stuck during the slipping process. Unable to go up, unable to go down - properly stuck - and did I mention that we had been broken into the night before coming out of the water? Ropes and tools stolen) . The sacrificial zinc anodes had long dissolved leaving the steel unprotected. Sections of the boat looked like swiss cheese, another month and she'd have been a Fishie Palace.

James learned how to bodge weld to back fill all the pits and replace a plate (he's since improved) and I got to work grinding off burn marks then painting over them with a stinky two-part hardcore epoxy. We ended up giving the entire 32 ft length of the boat this treatment, outside AND inside, blowing out what we imagined to be a conservative estimate of 8 weeks of maintenance (pre-high pressure wash) to 14 months... and counting! It has been an unbelievably daunting, exhausting, sometimes joyless and bloody expensive project, taking almost a year to get back to square one. What a way to challenge a relationship!!

We are crossing all our fingers and toes and arms and legs to get her back in the water by mid December so we can swan around the bay and maybe berth in the Docklands for the summer. Having never been sailing before it'll be a huge learning curve but she'll once more be a liveaboard and we three (me, him and her) can take our time learning to live with each other... Only a few tasks to go - finish remodelling the galley, make up some new cabinets in the fore cabin, apply the topcoats, connect all the pipes, build some gutters to collect rainwater, install a diesel tank, check the motor, major rewiring, install the electricals, get a new rudder, build a new dinghy, buy some new sails....um...wait there's more...
And there's a light there... somewhere... at the end of the tunnel... and a sea breeze and some warm tropical water...

1 comment:
.... you kids are gonna come home singing ....
".. IIIIIII HAAAAAD THE TIME OF MY LIIIIIIIIIIIIFE.."
ode to Tai Taki II and a lotta love
: )
banana
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