Saturday, April 30, 2011
The reality is that the boat is slowly dying. Polyester resin as a boat building material doesn't cut it. The vehicle of my dreams, my floating sanctuary, it isn't exempt from the forces of decay? Is nothing sacred? Unfortunately not. The ugly truth lurks everywhere, always coming back to remind us of the unacceptable fact of our own eventual annihilation. And that is perhaps where the good news lies. It is in the ability to put it into perspective. At 46 years of age, a few millimeter loss of hull thickness really ain't that bad... At this rate, Pelican will still be out sailing long after you or I will be.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
The blisters were pretty bad this haul out... Bad enough that the dreaded, "Have to remove the Gelcoat" option became a reality. I probably won't go all the way to the bottom as there are only gelcoat blisters below where I have already ground.
This project would have been a nightmare in the states. Just finding a DIY yard with affordable lay days, no enviromental restrictions and a hot dry climate would be next to impossible. Then, imagine looking forward to spending any amount of free time holding a seven pound grinder at shoulder height for hours... That is the problem with trying to squeeze in your dreams around the 9 to 5 . It is hard enough to find time to do laundry let alone grind gelcoat off a boat hull. At a certain point, you have to quit the job and make do with what you saved. Of course I will have to head back to work for another spell but for now, with this project, I can do an hour of grinding, bullshit with my yachtie neighbors, do another half hour of grinding, bullshit with my yachtie neighbors, do another fifteen minutes of grinding, bullshit with my yachtie neighbors...
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
It really feels like the end of the trip... Isn't there some god awful Randy Newman song about not going sailing anymore. Geez, if I am having associations like that, I must be feeling it. The plus side is I get to enter into refit mode. Plenty to do and no better motivator than being in a yard.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Straight shot from Mazatlan to Guaymas. Took over a week... Man, there is so little wind in Mexico. I remember being warned about Asia but this coast is like Zen master level of patience... The plus is that the Sea feels like a lake. No swell at all. Even with a five knot breeze one can sail as there is no swell to spill the wind. I pretty much stayed in the center of the sea, tacking back and forth, always within sight of one coast or the other for most of the time. I have already become used to Mexico which is mostly tones of brown meaning rocks and sand, but when I came into Guaymas and saw a hill covered with green, I was confounded until I realized it was all cactus!
Tomorrow I will hopefully find out when I can get hauled...