SHIP'S LOG:
Unfortunately, at this writing I am still "sans" a automobile. The one that will probably become the next P.O.S. must really be a P.O.S. as the gentleman who is getting it ready has already delay our "visitation" to observe the vehicle twice and now it might not be until next Monday. Maybe. My anxiety level is rising by the minute though i am not sure why. I will eventually get to ABISHAG and I will get all the work done, but, I suppose, it is the fact that others are already hard at work and I am not. It is frustrating. One small glimmer of brightness, I will transport the rest of my tools to the boat this week so i will be prepared to do whatever needs doing should I ever get there. Sigh!
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Friday, April 17, 2015
First Sail Of The Season!
SHIP'S LOG:
I got a chance to go sailing with "young" Mr. Avery, who at the ripe old age of 843/4, get his boat into the water on April 1st every year and tries to go sailing every day. His daughter won't let him sail alone so he is always looking for crew. This early in the season it is a little more challenging as it can be a wee cold on the water. And cold it was. I wish I had brought gloves though I had the sense to bring a heavy sailing jacket and some polar fleece.It was a short sail, little over 90 minutes or so, but well worth the frostbite.
No word from the broker yet. No response to the emails. It will come in time. just like my car. There has been another delay in that as well. Now it will be Monday before we can go and look at it. It is a very anxious time and it is tough trusting that everything will workout as God intends. It is all probably just a little reminder of just who is really in charge.
I got a chance to go sailing with "young" Mr. Avery, who at the ripe old age of 843/4, get his boat into the water on April 1st every year and tries to go sailing every day. His daughter won't let him sail alone so he is always looking for crew. This early in the season it is a little more challenging as it can be a wee cold on the water. And cold it was. I wish I had brought gloves though I had the sense to bring a heavy sailing jacket and some polar fleece.It was a short sail, little over 90 minutes or so, but well worth the frostbite.
No word from the broker yet. No response to the emails. It will come in time. just like my car. There has been another delay in that as well. Now it will be Monday before we can go and look at it. It is a very anxious time and it is tough trusting that everything will workout as God intends. It is all probably just a little reminder of just who is really in charge.
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
"There's Good News Tonight!" Gabriel Heater
SHIP'S LOG:
Well, yes & no. If you subscribe to the concept that "no news is good news," well then like last year at this time there is "good news" because I have gotten "no news." My broker has not gotten back to me and that could mean a couple of this things.
1.) Neither of the couples interested in seeing ABISHAG over the weekend showed up, though I would have expected that he would have let me know to keep me "bucked up and excited."
2.) One or both of the couples showed up and neither liked what they saw and went away without making an offer. That's a real possibility but then i would have expected that the broker would have called with a long list of what needs to be "fixed." But if it were something "major", you would thing that they would just subtract from their offer what they thought it would take to do the fix.
3.) One or both decided to go home and reflect.
4.) The broker ran away to Brazil or the Caribbean.
In any event, I haven't heard and I won't contact him. No new is still good news and it doesn't really effect the fact that I still have lots of work to do on ABISHAG and no way to get to Portland to do it. Tom, my car guy, called last night to say that his "car-guy" won't have it ready before Friday. So I have another four days of waiting. It is all putting me seriously behind schedule, but there really isn't much I can do about it. Such is life . . . . and it keeps on raining!
Well, yes & no. If you subscribe to the concept that "no news is good news," well then like last year at this time there is "good news" because I have gotten "no news." My broker has not gotten back to me and that could mean a couple of this things.
1.) Neither of the couples interested in seeing ABISHAG over the weekend showed up, though I would have expected that he would have let me know to keep me "bucked up and excited."
2.) One or both of the couples showed up and neither liked what they saw and went away without making an offer. That's a real possibility but then i would have expected that the broker would have called with a long list of what needs to be "fixed." But if it were something "major", you would thing that they would just subtract from their offer what they thought it would take to do the fix.
3.) One or both decided to go home and reflect.
4.) The broker ran away to Brazil or the Caribbean.
In any event, I haven't heard and I won't contact him. No new is still good news and it doesn't really effect the fact that I still have lots of work to do on ABISHAG and no way to get to Portland to do it. Tom, my car guy, called last night to say that his "car-guy" won't have it ready before Friday. So I have another four days of waiting. It is all putting me seriously behind schedule, but there really isn't much I can do about it. Such is life . . . . and it keeps on raining!
Friday, April 10, 2015
TWO!!
SHIP'S LOG:
Spent most of yesterday just trying to recover from the previous two days work. When I got up today, pretty much all the aches and pains were gone except for the regular ones that come with aging. That's perhaps because "Arthur" loves the rain and chill and making my knees and fingers ache. That's part of why I love hot summer day. It bakes "Art" out, at least for a few months.
I received an email from the broker this morning saying that not only are the people coming from Maryland but that potential "sucker," . . .er . . buyer is also showing up . . today. Who knows, just maybe ABISHAG will be heading off to a new home soon. If not, she will be sailing once again out of TYC. IF she does go, I am going to have to find a small, less expensive, smaller boat. And in one sense, that isn't something I look forward to. It can be a real pain, but we shall see.
Spent most of yesterday just trying to recover from the previous two days work. When I got up today, pretty much all the aches and pains were gone except for the regular ones that come with aging. That's perhaps because "Arthur" loves the rain and chill and making my knees and fingers ache. That's part of why I love hot summer day. It bakes "Art" out, at least for a few months.
I received an email from the broker this morning saying that not only are the people coming from Maryland but that potential "sucker," . . .er . . buyer is also showing up . . today. Who knows, just maybe ABISHAG will be heading off to a new home soon. If not, she will be sailing once again out of TYC. IF she does go, I am going to have to find a small, less expensive, smaller boat. And in one sense, that isn't something I look forward to. It can be a real pain, but we shall see.
Thursday, April 9, 2015
I Am Becoming An Old Man
SHIP'S LOG:
After two days of furious work, the ceiling panels are back in place and the interior has been cleaned, at least it has had a lick-and-a-promise. The broker says a potential buyer will coming up this weekend from Maryland, hopefully with cash in hand. If he makes a "reasonable" offer, ABISHAG is his.
Doing the work on her the last two days has reminded me of my age. Having to twist and turn and reach and squat and squint and bend, often all at the same time, has revealed places I did know I had, Russ gave me a ride home last night. We went out for pizza at Ocean and getting out of his car and walking across the parking lot and up the stairs was brutal. My knees were screaming and my lower back went beyond screaming to some other place. I'm not sure how I made it up the stairs. When I got up this morning, the song remained the same but with my hands, wrist and shoulders adding in a new melody to the song.When I was finally able to get into the shower, I stood in the hot, hot water for 30 minutes and that loosened everything up but really didn't dispel the pain. This seems to happen every year but it seems worse this year. O the joys of boat ownership!
After two days of furious work, the ceiling panels are back in place and the interior has been cleaned, at least it has had a lick-and-a-promise. The broker says a potential buyer will coming up this weekend from Maryland, hopefully with cash in hand. If he makes a "reasonable" offer, ABISHAG is his.
Doing the work on her the last two days has reminded me of my age. Having to twist and turn and reach and squat and squint and bend, often all at the same time, has revealed places I did know I had, Russ gave me a ride home last night. We went out for pizza at Ocean and getting out of his car and walking across the parking lot and up the stairs was brutal. My knees were screaming and my lower back went beyond screaming to some other place. I'm not sure how I made it up the stairs. When I got up this morning, the song remained the same but with my hands, wrist and shoulders adding in a new melody to the song.When I was finally able to get into the shower, I stood in the hot, hot water for 30 minutes and that loosened everything up but really didn't dispel the pain. This seems to happen every year but it seems worse this year. O the joys of boat ownership!
Wednesday, April 8, 2015
The Calendar May Say April But It Feels Like November!
SHIP'S LOG:
Being sans wheeled transportation of a personal nature, I have had no way to get to ABISHAG on my own and she has lain in her winter dozing since October. However a call from my broker has made it imperative that I get up to her and rouse her from her slumber. And so it was that I was able to get friend Fred to drive down to New London and get me up to Yankee boatyard. And not only get me there but help begin the process of getting ABISHAG ready for visitors. The visitors are coming from Maryland sometime this weekend and the broker was concerned about her state.
She did /does need work. Most importantly was the re-securing of the ceiling panels. Last year, I attempted to replace the screws that held the panels in place with industrial strength Velcro so that they could be taken down and put back up with ease and without having to unscrew and screw 20 millions fasteners. This would make tracking down any leaks and tracing wires (when there was a problem) much easier. I have learned that you can believe everything you see on the Internet and YOUTUBE. It was a nice concept but it just didn't work out. So Fred and I (mostly Fred, I was the helper) spent most of yesterday screwing the panels back in place. Since I had re-sized the panels to make them easier to handle, it actually took a while before we figured out the process and began replacing the Velcro with screws. The Saloon is done and part of the galley area, leaving only the rest of the galley and the aft cabin, which I should get through today. To get up to Portland, I have had to arrange a ride up and a ride back again today as Fred has to work. I am hoping that today will finish the ceilings and the clean up as getting there and back is a pain and an inconvenience for my friends upon who I must impose. I am hoping that the problems of my lack of transportation will soon be eased. Even after this slap-dash-two-day clean-&-perk-up is done, there is still a lot of maintenance to get down before launching. And even though it is impressive that this couple is coming all the way from Maryland just to make the effort to see ABISHAG, I'm going to assume that there will be no sale and that the spring maintenance will not be done by elves!
Being sans wheeled transportation of a personal nature, I have had no way to get to ABISHAG on my own and she has lain in her winter dozing since October. However a call from my broker has made it imperative that I get up to her and rouse her from her slumber. And so it was that I was able to get friend Fred to drive down to New London and get me up to Yankee boatyard. And not only get me there but help begin the process of getting ABISHAG ready for visitors. The visitors are coming from Maryland sometime this weekend and the broker was concerned about her state.
She did /does need work. Most importantly was the re-securing of the ceiling panels. Last year, I attempted to replace the screws that held the panels in place with industrial strength Velcro so that they could be taken down and put back up with ease and without having to unscrew and screw 20 millions fasteners. This would make tracking down any leaks and tracing wires (when there was a problem) much easier. I have learned that you can believe everything you see on the Internet and YOUTUBE. It was a nice concept but it just didn't work out. So Fred and I (mostly Fred, I was the helper) spent most of yesterday screwing the panels back in place. Since I had re-sized the panels to make them easier to handle, it actually took a while before we figured out the process and began replacing the Velcro with screws. The Saloon is done and part of the galley area, leaving only the rest of the galley and the aft cabin, which I should get through today. To get up to Portland, I have had to arrange a ride up and a ride back again today as Fred has to work. I am hoping that today will finish the ceilings and the clean up as getting there and back is a pain and an inconvenience for my friends upon who I must impose. I am hoping that the problems of my lack of transportation will soon be eased. Even after this slap-dash-two-day clean-&-perk-up is done, there is still a lot of maintenance to get down before launching. And even though it is impressive that this couple is coming all the way from Maryland just to make the effort to see ABISHAG, I'm going to assume that there will be no sale and that the spring maintenance will not be done by elves!
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
CRASH! BOOM! BANG!
SHIP'S LOG:
OUCH! ! ! ! ! The good news is that I am alive and well(relatively speaking). The same can not be said for my 19189 Ford Tempo P.O.S. A small fender-bender with a recent vintage Mercedes-Benz SVU led to a totaling of both vehicles. The P.O.S. sustained the most damage - mashed front-end, sprung frame, cracked block - while the cost to repair the damage to the Benz - just replacing the 7 airbags that went off would be in the neighborhood of - get this $15,000! - would render repair just not financially worth it. I should have such problems.
Well, actually I do as the P.O.S. is/was 24 years old and had no collision insurance and anything more beyond a deep scratch would cost more to fix than I could afford. So now I am sans wheeled-vehicular-transportation. It is a good thing that I now "live in the city" making getting to places I need to go not too terribly difficult. However, If I don't find another set of wheels soon, the launching of ABISHAG will be seriously set back as she rest in snow and ice some 42 miles away. More than I can walk in a day one way let alone both ways.
I put my friend Tom on it, he who came up with the P.O.S. in the first place and I have great faith that he will work some magic. Until then, if I really, REALLY need to get some place that is too, too far to walk, I have friends who will drive me. Still in all, it is amazing how dependent you get on your car. But having lived so long on a boat, it is a little easier. It is a bit of a pain, but what can one do?
OUCH! ! ! ! ! The good news is that I am alive and well(relatively speaking). The same can not be said for my 19189 Ford Tempo P.O.S. A small fender-bender with a recent vintage Mercedes-Benz SVU led to a totaling of both vehicles. The P.O.S. sustained the most damage - mashed front-end, sprung frame, cracked block - while the cost to repair the damage to the Benz - just replacing the 7 airbags that went off would be in the neighborhood of - get this $15,000! - would render repair just not financially worth it. I should have such problems.
Well, actually I do as the P.O.S. is/was 24 years old and had no collision insurance and anything more beyond a deep scratch would cost more to fix than I could afford. So now I am sans wheeled-vehicular-transportation. It is a good thing that I now "live in the city" making getting to places I need to go not too terribly difficult. However, If I don't find another set of wheels soon, the launching of ABISHAG will be seriously set back as she rest in snow and ice some 42 miles away. More than I can walk in a day one way let alone both ways.
I put my friend Tom on it, he who came up with the P.O.S. in the first place and I have great faith that he will work some magic. Until then, if I really, REALLY need to get some place that is too, too far to walk, I have friends who will drive me. Still in all, it is amazing how dependent you get on your car. But having lived so long on a boat, it is a little easier. It is a bit of a pain, but what can one do?
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