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Showing posts with label The. Show all posts
Friday, 28 April 2017
Installing the Deck Stringers
(Click on any picture for larger image. Blog starts with 9/23/08 post.)
After installing the bulkheads and inwales, it was time to add the stringers that will support the deck. I used 3/4" x 3/4" douglas fir for the main deck stringers and the inner deck stringers. Cedar would have been lighter but I decided to go for the extra strength of fir.
The rear bulkhead and side deck supports were notched to receive the stringers. I could have had the stringers come together to form a "V" at the deck beam, but I decided to leave them slightly apart for added passenger room. I have found that since I'm building without a plan, I've had to take extra time to work out this and other similar design decisions. Plans cost money but they allow you to work faster since you don't have to design all the parts as you go along.
The interior is starting to take on a finished look. It doesn't show in the photo but there is a nice texture on the floor. I'm glad I won't have to paint the interior of the boat.
View from the bow.
I applied a layer of fiberglass cloth to the stem. The notches in the bulkhead are visible here. In the center, only the pine stiffener was notched for the main stringer, the bulkhead was not cut through here.
The entire interior has been given a coat of epoxy in preparation for the installation of the deck.
Thursday, 27 April 2017
The Palometa Club Fly Fishing For Ascension Bay Permit
In about six weeks I'll be making a trip to Palometa Club and this video posted from a recent Tailwaters Fly Fishing Co. trip has got me stoked.
Visit The Palometa Club website for more information on this permit (and beyond) destination.
Visit The Palometa Club website for more information on this permit (and beyond) destination.
The boat that George bought
This is the boat George bought.
This is the pump
That lay in the boat George bought
This is the crack
That was in the pump
That lay in the boat George bought
This is the spray
That came from the crack
That was in the pump
That lay in the boat George bought
This is the filter
That was rusted by spray
That came from the crack
That was in the pump
That lay in the boat George bought
This is the gas
That leaked from the filter
That was rusted by spray
That came from the crack
That was in the pump
That lay in the boat George bought
This is the Installer all forlorn
That cleaned up the gas all alone
That leaked from the filter
That was rusted by spray
That came from the crack
That was in the pump
That lay in the boat George bought
Something south of fifty gallons of gas siphoned out of the tank and into the bilge when the filter rusted through. The bilge pump removed the leaking gas from the boat while it was on a lift, until the battery finally expired leaving a few gallons of gas left in the bilge. George was most surprised when he got on the boat, smelled gas, opened the transom hatch, and then saw the gas. I got a very excited call. The remaining gas had water and dish washing liquid added to it, and it was pumped out. Several big flushes with much water and soap removed most, but not all of the odor. Some of the gas may have gotten forward, and a little bit probably soaked into the foam, but it's no longer a hazard.
The seawater spraying from the crack in the bait well pump when it ran ruined almost everything, and what wasn't damaged by the water, the gas took care of. A new bilge pump, (I don't trust the one that pumped all of the gas, although it still ran), float switch, filter assembly, saltwater wash down pump, and of course the bait well pump are all on the grocery list. I think a better quality filter assembly should be used, and mounted much higher up on the transom, so the magic siphon trick can't happen again.
My thanks to Ma Goose, and Jack for allowing me to use their material. I will send the royalty check forthwith.
Saturday, 22 April 2017
The Electronics Undertaker
I've been dealing with marine electronics for a long time and now recognize when death is close at hand. More likely it's emulating Norman Bates's mother who's telling the owner to call me. As a matter of fact I can sense the miasma of burned electronics through the phone during the call. The quavering desperation in the callers voice. The hesitant answers to questions like "When was the last time you used it?" "Hmmm, you don't remember?" "What model is it?" "Whoa, that's old, those vacuum tubes are really hard to find nowadays." What it's a sailboat? That means the radar is on the mast and the use of the bosun's chair along with someone with a strong back."
The coup de grâce in the conversation is the ever hopeful, "It could just be a loose wire you know." My inside voice is saying "sure buddy, but it's not statistically likely, and you should have called Hospice for this gear a long time ago." I hate these service calls. I will have to call the time of death and everyone is going to be unhappy including me. Like this is all my fault.
The coup de grâce in the conversation is the ever hopeful, "It could just be a loose wire you know." My inside voice is saying "sure buddy, but it's not statistically likely, and you should have called Hospice for this gear a long time ago." I hate these service calls. I will have to call the time of death and everyone is going to be unhappy including me. Like this is all my fault.
I try to be kind by being brutal out of the box, and sometimes this works. "Look Bob, the thing is older than Methuselah. I'm surprised it's still working at all. If it's broken it can't be fixed. It won't grow back and you can't just rub some dirt on it to make it better. Even if it could be fixed it will be expensive. Why would you throw good money after bad?"
But mostly the owner's oft misplaced optimism that it's only a simple loose wire or the ilk overrides. I sigh and go off ready to give Bob a bill to tell him in person what I told him for free on the phone. I bite my tongue and don't ask him if his TV at home has a picture tube.
So this begs two questions, "How long should I expect my marine electronics to last?" and "When do I decide to replace them?"
Behold the Raymarine E 120 the winner of NMEA's prestigious Best Navigation Product award in 2006. It was a powerhouse in the day. Big screen, fast for its time, and did everything that was possible.
Just to give you some perspective the price for this unit was $4600 in 2006 (no charts, sonar, or GPS included). In today's dollars that's $5481.
A decade and multiple generations later here is their current product. The eS127 that sells for around $3000. It has a touch screen, built in CHIRP sonar and GPS. It comes with charts and is lightening fast. The bottom line is it has far more technology and it's half of the price of the older unit.
My best answer to the first question is you should expect a lifetime of not more than 10 years max. There is some waffling here. A lot of this depends on the environment your gear lives in. A lower station enclosed and air conditioned helm offers the best chance of a long life. The unit that gets broasted daily on top of the tuna tower won't live as long.
And yes, I have clients with gear that has lasted far longer than the ten years and they are either proud of the fact, fiscally strained or are oblivious to the march of technology. Last week I was on a boat with a VHF radio that didn't have DSC capability.
The second aspect of product life is the fact that electronics are changing so quickly that after about the third generation of changes its likely that product support will quickly dwindle. The E120 shown above is now only marginally repairable depending on what has failed. Some parts and components used in it are no longer made.
My best answer to the first question is you should expect a lifetime of not more than 10 years max. There is some waffling here. A lot of this depends on the environment your gear lives in. A lower station enclosed and air conditioned helm offers the best chance of a long life. The unit that gets broasted daily on top of the tuna tower won't live as long.
And yes, I have clients with gear that has lasted far longer than the ten years and they are either proud of the fact, fiscally strained or are oblivious to the march of technology. Last week I was on a boat with a VHF radio that didn't have DSC capability.
The second aspect of product life is the fact that electronics are changing so quickly that after about the third generation of changes its likely that product support will quickly dwindle. The E120 shown above is now only marginally repairable depending on what has failed. Some parts and components used in it are no longer made.
Now for the subject of when you should replace your navigation gear. Typically three things drive the decision. First you you have a major failure of some part of the system like the radar that is no longer made. The MFD, might still be fine but short of haunting eBay for a used radar unit you're SOL.
The second is you want access to technology like CHIRP sounders and pulse compression radar which isn't supported by your current gear
Ah yes, the third reason is you're tiring of having your boat referred to as a marine electronics museum or having it featured on Antiques Roadshow.
Next week I'm going to visit Bob. It will be a short visit and I will offer condolences for the passing of his radar. I'm about at 99.9% sure the radar on the mast expired from lack of use and the subsequent onslaught of entropy. No I'm not going up the mast to look at an antique radar, I conveniently forgot my bosun's chair. It's time for Bob to let it go and start anew.
The redacted electronics waste photo is from Wikipedia and was taken by user Victor Grigas.
The second is you want access to technology like CHIRP sounders and pulse compression radar which isn't supported by your current gear
Ah yes, the third reason is you're tiring of having your boat referred to as a marine electronics museum or having it featured on Antiques Roadshow.
Next week I'm going to visit Bob. It will be a short visit and I will offer condolences for the passing of his radar. I'm about at 99.9% sure the radar on the mast expired from lack of use and the subsequent onslaught of entropy. No I'm not going up the mast to look at an antique radar, I conveniently forgot my bosun's chair. It's time for Bob to let it go and start anew.
The redacted electronics waste photo is from Wikipedia and was taken by user Victor Grigas.
Wednesday, 19 April 2017
Bundaberg to Gary’s Anchorage – 70 miles using every sail in the wardrobe
8 December 2016
The weather forecasts indicated a strong south easterly blow was on its way up the coast which would arrive the following day and was likely to last a week. We could have stayed nice and secure in the comfort of the Port of Bundaberg Marina but why pay fees when you can be on the hook somewhere for free. We also wanted to be closer to Brisbane for the final run home once the bad weather blew past. We chose Gary’s Anchorage in the Great Sandy Straights as our bolt hole. We’d stayed there on the western side of Fraser Island a few times before and found it quite secure in all winds.
It lay over seventy nautical miles away so, even with an early departure from the marina, we were unsure if we’d make it all the way before sunset. The tide times were suitable with a mid afternoon high at the shallow pinch point of the Sheridan Flats. If we could get across Hervey Bay quickly enough we would have the last of the incoming current with us to the flats then be able to ride the outgoing tide down to Gary’s Anchorage. It was a great plan but we also had a bail out option if we were running behind. We would anchor at the northern end of the straights off Bookar Island to shelter from predicted 25 knot north westerlies overnight before continuing on in the morning.
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| It was hard to get the crew up early after a late night at with the turtles at Mon Repos |
We cast off in the pre-dawn light which was a real achievement after our very late night watching the turtles nest at Mon Repos the previous evening. A modest northerly was forecast but conditions were very still as we left the marina. We made our way downstream raising the mainsail and mizzen in anticipation of finding some wind beyond the river mouth.
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| Not all the crew managed to rise from their bunk in time for our departure. |
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| Clearing Burnett Heads there were three sets of sails well ahead of us. |
Once clear of the shallows off Burnett Heads we left the shipping channel and turned south east towards Fraser Island. We could see three sails spread across the water well ahead of us. So much for our start being early. These guys must have been up and away well before us. Unfortunately the wind was not strong enough to push us along at the speed we needed with such a long day hop ahead of us so we settled back motor-sailing across Hervey Bay. The apparent wind strength/angle wasn’t sufficient to keep the genoa filled but the staysail held nicely and, with full main and mizzen, we were able to maintain five and half to six knots at very low engine revs.
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| Karen reporting our progress to Kristian's Mum who was starting to worry we wouldn't send him home. |
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| The first part of our passage was an uneventful motor-sail until the wind filled in. |
Mid morning the wind finally piped up to around 10 knots. Up went the asymmetric spinnaker and we were able to finally silence the engine. This had us zooming along very nicely making seven to eight knots and even better when it strengthened a little further. Remember, any two sailboats within sight of each other constitutes a race so we were delighted when by lunchtime we had passed all the boats in front of us. We love our spinnaker.
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| Up went the asymmetric spinnaker and off went the engine. |
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| Dolphins are always welcome visitors. |
Getting pics of your boat under way is always difficult so when we are close enough to other boats under sail we usually try to get a few photos. We often end up in the same anchorage so it’s nice to be able to trade email addresses and swap photos of each others’ boats. We were very grateful to Rapscallion who got some great photos of Our Dreamtime from the leeward side looking beautiful in all her glory with the spinnaker flying.
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| Our Dreamtime under full sail across Hervey Bay. |
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| Thank you Rapscallion. |
To those reading this blog who are not sailors, we apologise because here comes a few paragraphs of sail speak. Sorry! Normal broadcasting will resume again immediately after.
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| Sailing wing on wing downwind off Fraser Island. |
As we passed between Big and Little Woody Islands, turning south to run along the inside of Fraser Island brought the wind directly behind us. As our asymmetric spinnaker won’t hold dead downwind we dropped it and set up to sail wing on wing with the genoa poled out. Of course our boat speed fell considerably without the spinnaker so before long Rob decided to try something he’d recently read about in an old sailing magazine he picked up at the marina. We poled the foot of the spinnaker low and a metre and half or so out the port side of the bow. We then found we could gybe the mainsail out to that side and the spinnaker held nice and full out to starboard. This set up had us making good speed again goosewinging directly downwind. Now we were even more in love with our kite.
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| We love trying something new that works. |
The true wind speed was showing in the 15-18 knots region which is approaching where we’d normally be dropping the spinnaker for safety but the passage plan was also working. We caught the incoming tide giving our speed an added boost. We were clocking nine knots plus approaching Kingfisher Bay Resort. Our fast pace going with the breeze had the apparent wind speed across the deck down around the 10 knots mark so we left the spinnaker up as long as we could. Zooming along that quickly in a heavy cruising boat across sheltered, dead flat water is sailing nirvana.
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| The forward cabin is a convenient spot to drop the kite. |
We finally lowered the spinnaker and dropped it down the forward hatch into Kristian’s cabin as we approached the westerly turn around Bookar Island towards the flats. We normally motor through these narrow, shallow and winding sections of the Great Sandy Straights but as we had been having such a lovely sail and the wind was still a nice 15 knots or so, we elected to continue on with genoa, main and mizzen.
MISTAKE!!!!!! Five minutes after entering the narrow section the 25 knot north westerly predicted for that evening arrived early. There was very little room to turn into the wind to reef the mainsail or mizzen so we made do with quickly furling away the genoa and set the staysail in its place to try to balance the other sails a little. In the conditions we were very over powered making helming the boat a real handful but had little choice but to carry on. We can normally tack or gybe the boat on the auto-pilot with Karen looking after the main while Rob brings the mizzen across. Not now. Rob was way too busy strong arming the wheel to keep us off the surrounding sandbanks. As a result Karen was a very, very busy girl gybing both sails back and forward in the strong winds as we wound our way through the twisty bits.
When we finally did turn to wind and drop all sail just outside the entrance to Gary’s Anchorage, Rob looked at his watch and commented that it was a bit hectic through the flats but look how quick the 70 mile passage had been. Karen’s reply in very flat and even tones was ‘If you ever, ever suggest sailing through there again instead of motoring you will be doing it solo.’ Point taken.
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| Port of Bundaberg Marina to Gary’s Anchorage 72.1 Nautical Miles 12 Hours 07 Minutes Average Speed 6.2 Knots Max 9.2 Knots To see a zoomable version of this track click the image |
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| The Great Sandy Straights between Fraser Island and the mainland are well named. |
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| Many of the narrow, winding channels through the straights are only navigable on the high tide. Garry's Anchorage between Fraser and Stewart Islands is well protected from all directions. |
So the good news. We were snugly anchored up in Gary’s Anchorage in plenty of time to freshen up with warm showers all around before enjoying well earned sundowner drinks and an absolutely brilliant sunset. None of us needed any rocking that night and all slept very, very well including a nice sleep in the following morning.
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| Good night from Gary's Anchorage, Fraser Island. |
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Tuesday, 18 April 2017
The Goat Island Skiff
This is a popular design by Mike Storer, we can supply you the plans and the kit.
Simple to Build Modern Performance - Sails rings around most "character boats"
Light enough to handle on land by yourself Easy to follow plans - step by step instructions. 96 page manual.
Length - 15'6" (4.73m)
Beam - 5ft (1.52m)
Hull Weight - 128lbs (57kg) - Gaboon (Okoume) Ply
Sail Area - Lug 105 sq ft (9.75 sq metres)
For purchasers of the plan there is a new birdsmouth mast option
They look complicated but in fact are very easy to assemble yourself, we even supply the assembly jigs!
G.I.S PDF Plans by email - $100
Roy
Simple to Build Modern Performance - Sails rings around most "character boats"
Light enough to handle on land by yourself Easy to follow plans - step by step instructions. 96 page manual.
Length - 15'6" (4.73m)
Beam - 5ft (1.52m)
Hull Weight - 128lbs (57kg) - Gaboon (Okoume) Ply
Sail Area - Lug 105 sq ft (9.75 sq metres)
For purchasers of the plan there is a new birdsmouth mast option
They look complicated but in fact are very easy to assemble yourself, we even supply the assembly jigs!
G.I.S PDF Plans by email - $100
Roy
Sunday, 16 April 2017
The inquisition
"SILENCE! Bow down in awe whilst his most eminent, and fearsome "Installer" enters the chamber. His justice shall be swift and righteous. Bring forth the prisoner with his confession, and lock him in the stocks. The inquisition will now begin. You may now sit. The heinous crimes perpetrated by this guilty boat owner shall now be read aloud for all to hear."
The crimes are manyfold. Removing equipment from the hardtop, and making no effort to fill the multitude of holes.
Taking wiring from the fuse block, and not bothering to put the screws back in.
Thou didst use most foul olde plumbing parts to cap pipes where you took off the autopilot hoses.
Thou'st did leave bare wires in the bottom of the console which were connected to the the fuse block. This may have resulted in a real fire to the vessel, or substantial wiring damage.
The final charge is back pulling all of the wiring without leaving a single string behind to allow the new owner to more easily install new equipment. What say ye to these charges prisoner?
"I'm just a poor hedge fund manager your worshipness. Marine electronics are expensive, and I didn't want to leave them behind, and the quote to have them removed by a trained professional was an outrageous $300. Caveat emptor is the rule of bond trading your most fierceness, why should it be different for a boat sale?"
"The Installer is feeling merciful today, but your crimes are many, and punishment shall be meted out. Thou shall forfeit your Atocha coin, and gold chain. It shall be auctioned off, and the proceeds will go to youth sailing programs. You have one year to take every course offered by the United States Power Squadron, and your stereo and sub-woofer shall be removed from your boat. And lastly ye shall go to a shopkeeper and buyeth a length of twine 3 chains long, and keep it on your boat at all times. The Installer has spoken and justice has been given. Take him away."
"Which prisoner is next? Ah, is it the president of Magnifico Yachts here again? Put him in the iron maiden. What should we do with him good persons?" "He's a witch" yells the crowd. "Burn him." The most fearsome Installer is not feeling so benevolent this time.
The View Obscured
It is too fine of a day to not take advantage of, even for a short trip, and while I have no allergy to rain, having lived in the Pacific Northwest for 27 years, tomorrow's forecast looks particularly grim.
I set out to circle the big marsh, a short trip that can always be extended by getting lost in the interior, which is actually easier done than said. A half mile along I find a 50 gallon drum. It is empty and not particularly heavy, so I pull it out and rest in on the gunwales as it is too large to fit inside the rather narrow solo canoe. It has little effect on the handling of the canoe on such a calm day other than to give it the appearance of a tiny blue steam locomotive.
I wander a series of back channels that I can't recognize, but they seem to have a good bit of flood current and they might go through to somewhere. Eventually I end up in the Nell's channel, which I leave for a smaller passage that I remember from previous trips.
Hunters are out today. It is more bird sterile than normal, but I doubt that the hunters have much effect. I hunted when I was younger and I would not bother with this marsh if I still hunted, except when the migration is in full swing. Anyway, the hunting seasons here come and go with no obvious pattern and once in awhile I end up in a marsh during season.
I spot a hunter out in center marsh standing guard over a large patch of open and birdless water. It is a good day to sit in the sun.
At the Archaeology Ridge I come across another hunter. His duck and goose decoys double my bird count for the day. We chat a bit. It's been quiet. He asks me about the tides. Seems he forgot to check them and ran aground in the morning. I tell him he'll be okay heading upriver, but by the time he leaves the water downriver will be too shallow for my canoe...from past experience.
And, I go on my way.
Thursday, 13 April 2017
Optimist kit builds in the USA
We shipped three of our CKD Boats cc Optimist kits to a sailing school in the USA.
This image is titled " Three on the floor"
The idea is that the children build the kits with assistance from a teacher, then learn how to sail what they have just built.
This image is titled " Three on the floor"
The idea is that the children build the kits with assistance from a teacher, then learn how to sail what they have just built.
This image is titled " It Floats "
Next we hope to see the boats completed and with the builders ready to sail.
Roy
Tuesday, 11 April 2017
The Eureka canoe by Mike Storer
This canoe just looks right, its a load carrier and stable, easy to assemble and a joy to look at, even when upside down it seems?
This is our test boat and put together to check the CNC cut files we made, as you can see they worked
out well.
We can supply the plys pre cut for easy assembly, the epoxy and glass tapes, micro balloons and fumed silica to make filler pastes from.
Easy to build!
We have the plans on a PDF so you can have them quckly.
Roy
This is our test boat and put together to check the CNC cut files we made, as you can see they worked
out well.
We can supply the plys pre cut for easy assembly, the epoxy and glass tapes, micro balloons and fumed silica to make filler pastes from.
Easy to build!
We have the plans on a PDF so you can have them quckly.
Roy
The Newgrange Currach
Reliable reader Wade Tarzia has added a useful comment to an earlier post about coracles, with a review of the 2012 book, The Boyne Currach
by Claidhbh O Gibne. (Please don't ask me to pronounce the author's first name.) The comment worth a read, or you can see Wade's complete review on his blog.
The Boyne currach, a historical type, is being championed by an organization that seems to refer to itself alternately as the Newgrange Currach and the Boyne Currach Heritage Group. They're active in researching the type, building replicas, and campaigning them on the water in surprisingly adventurous and attractive ways, as shown in the slideshow above.
(By the way, in addition to what I would call a currach -- i.e., a "boat-shaped" hide-covered, open-framework boat -- Newgrange Currach is also building what I would call coracles -- i.e., boats that are round in plan -- and apparently calling them currachs too. Not having yet read the book, I'm not clear if there's a technical difference between their round currachs and true coracles, or simply an overlap of terminology.)
They also (naturally) maintain a Facebook page.
by Claidhbh O Gibne. (Please don't ask me to pronounce the author's first name.) The comment worth a read, or you can see Wade's complete review on his blog.The Boyne currach, a historical type, is being championed by an organization that seems to refer to itself alternately as the Newgrange Currach and the Boyne Currach Heritage Group. They're active in researching the type, building replicas, and campaigning them on the water in surprisingly adventurous and attractive ways, as shown in the slideshow above.
(By the way, in addition to what I would call a currach -- i.e., a "boat-shaped" hide-covered, open-framework boat -- Newgrange Currach is also building what I would call coracles -- i.e., boats that are round in plan -- and apparently calling them currachs too. Not having yet read the book, I'm not clear if there's a technical difference between their round currachs and true coracles, or simply an overlap of terminology.)
They also (naturally) maintain a Facebook page.
Saturday, 8 April 2017
Into the Swamp
I start near the west end of the ancient portage, the "crossing over place". Houses and roads now prevent the crossing over, but the water is still here. Unsure of my direction, this little bay, at its north end gives me the option of west or east. West is more industrial, east is more natural. Today I turn east. West can be interesting, but east is the nurturing that I need today. It is calm and just a few bits of blue pass through the clouds. And, I start late so the morning chill is gone. The lake level seems to be up another inch or two, just high enough for me to paddle into the crack in Broken Island and fetch a car tire. Then, I head to #1 Island for the main event.
With a piece of flat wood, I scoop 3 gallons of mud from the insides of a 44 inch army truck tire. That makes it just barely manageable, just this side of a hernia, and I slide it onto the gunwales of my canoe. I go hip deep in the bog when one of my legs plunges through the veggie mat while trying to get into the canoe. I dump the tire at the usual site, and head to the NE lagoon, because I damn well deserve it. The eagles are together, overflying the bay every once in awhile and although they don't seem to be actively hunting, they cause great commotion amongst the ducks when they pass over. It seems a busy day for the birds. Once in the NE lagoon, I just sit for a time. Few people, even in canoes, come in here. The water is only 6 inches deep, although there are feet of milkshake mud under that. Perhaps it is the slow death of legends, that idea that swamps are wastelands, and that mud is dirty. It takes time for habits and memories to fade. But there are beaver, heron and ducks here. I've seen eight stellars jays at one time and five kingfishers another. There's often a hawk in here and the eagle's nest is just a couple hundred yards to the NE. It's more than it might appear.The Optimist sailing dinghy from a kit
Sent: Thursday, January 12, 2006 7:28 AM
Subject: Oppie is sailing.
Dear Roy and team,
We launched the Oppie recently and she sails very well. Here are some pictures as promised.
Best of luck for the new year.
This has been one of our favorites, we have shipped them to the East and West coast of the USA, Spain, Switzerland,Australia and quite a few places in between!
Priced at a low R5500 (plus vat in South Africa only) or U$325 plus shipping they are very cost effective.
The Optimist in this picture was built from a CKD Boats cc kit, we probably supplied the North Sail as well.
The boat was built for the grandson but I do not think it is he who is sailing it, rather his dad, the son can be seen with his PDF on and sitting low down in the hull of the boat, check the first picture.
The Optimist can easily be carried in the back of an LDV or even on the roof of a car with suitable racks and tie down straps.
This Optimist was later shipped out to Austalia.
Roy
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