SHIP'S LOG:
Being the Race Committee Boat for one of the Major Regattas of the area cna be a lot of fun, so long as you are willing to all but surrender complete control of your boat to someone else.
Saturday ABISHAG had to be at the dock, in a reserved slip, by 1300hrs so that the Race Committee could begin her transformation. Truth be told, they really didn't get there to almost 1700hrs(5pm) but made up for being late with a whole lota race stuff that had to find its way aboard. Having created all this new space by restoring all my stuff, that filled up all the new empty space with their stuff. There were two wooden b oxes filled with wooden placques, bearing numbers and letters an d symbols and signs and class designations that would all be used to mark out the course for the various classes of boats in the race. There was also the course board upon which the aforementioned course(s) would be set up for the races to see and record sxo that each would know where they were going. There were large flags on long poles that represented a dozen or so letters and numbers which would actually be used to indicate which class was starting when, when a start was good, when here was a recall, when was the time for preparation and when the race began for each class. With some 58 boats ranging in size from 23 - 50 feet. it would be chaotic asnd dangerous to have tme all start at once. Basically, the slowlest classes start frist, the fastest last, so that, hopefully, they all finish fairly close together and the Race committee doesn't have to sit there too long waiting for the very last boat.
The also brought rod holes in which to insert that flag pole and affixed these on stanchions all over the boat. They removed my BBQ grill so that could make use of more stanchions and removed my club burgee, which was judged "too small" and replaced it with one of more "impressive" size. Evidently size does matter!
They removed my navy chaplains pennent and replace it with the Blue, White and Red "RC" flag denoting the boat as the Race Committee BOat. (Hitting the Race Committee boat during the race is an automatica disqualifier!) The also put on boat several bags filled with radioes, air horns, shotguns(2), shot gun shells(blanks), mapes, tons of paper work relating to the race, along with beer, soda, wine, water and lots of ice, both cubes and blocks. Their work completed, they left to get some sleep as we had an early day tomorrow.
I had to be up and running by 6am or I would be shut out of the bathroom in the club house by the crowds. I finished up by 6:45 when the coffee (yeah!) and doughnuts made their appearnace. By 8am, the Race Committee in toto wasdescending o the boat. There was the TYC Race Secretary(Cal), the Race Coordinator (Judy), the three recorders (Sylvie, Caroline, & Maryellen),
the Race Time Keeper(Jeff), the Gunner(Bob) - he obviously fires the gun at certain times during the starting procedures and at the finshish, and two extra hands(Lois & Paul). So there were 10 people on the boat for the race. The good thing was they brought food for 20!
We got away from the dock without injuring anyone or anything and headed out toward the "vicinity of Vixens Ledge." We got out there and the wind was a steady 15-18knts out of the East and the Race Secretary and Race Coordinator spent 15 minutes determining the best course. Once that was determined, I moved ABISHAG to the Starb oard end of the starting line they had laid out and the anchor was dropped. We anchord in 41 feet of water and the "hands" put out about 100 feet of rode. This was nowhere near enough to hold 11 tons of boat for long so eventually, after things were settled, I ha dot let out more to keep us from dragging. A moving Race Committee boat, that is one end of the start/finish line, is not a good thing.
For about an hour, we just waited around while the racers swept in close to the boat os that the recorders could mark them present. In a pretty good breeze and chop, having a 44 foot bat dive down toward you and then peel away at what seems like the last second can be a bit unnerving.
Once it was determined that it was 10:55, something decided not by a clock but by the Rce Time Keeper, the countdown began which would send of the 6 classes of boats in five minute intervals.
1.) Five minutes before the start of the first class, the warning signal was given - the class flag was displayed and the gun fired;
2.) at 4 minutes, the Preparatory signal was given - Flag "P" was displayed and a short horn blown;
3.) qt 1 minute, the One Minute Signal - the Flag "P" was taken down and the a long horn blown;
4.) at zero, the Starting signal - the Class flag comes down and the gun is fired.
That whole sequence was done for each of the 6 classes and they were all off to the races. After that, there was nothing for us to do but monitor the radio for disasters, eat lunch, drink wine and beer and soda, watch the racing if interested and share war stories of what it was like in our youth when we were "serious" racers.
The race was over in 4 hours. One boat had its steering cable part and so lost steering during a spinnaker run. They had "an exciting moment or two" before they got things under control, though they had to send for a tow to get back in. One boat had its prop shaft become disengaged from the transmission - probably hooked a lobster pot at speed, but were very lucky it didn't pull the prop shaft our of the boat. Odds are that had it, it would have sunk the boat. They got back safe and sound, though damp! Another boat got a lobster trawl - a line containing several pots - wrapped about its keep and were unable to disengage it and so limped back to the club, taking consolation in what they were dragging. A few more of the small boats found the wind and waves too much( some boats like "the Ensign) don't have automatic drains and you have to bail the water out or sink!) and "retired" from the race . . . . and were first to the open bar, chowder and chicken wings!
The racing was spirited, the results were close and were headed in and were at the dock by 1530hrs. The Race Committee then stripped the boat of all of their paraphernalia and were gone. It was a great time and I was happy to help out and the party afterward was superb!
The only down side is that it is now Tuesday and I still haven't gotten ABISHAG back together yet!
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
Getting Better . . . . Slowly
SHIP'S LOG:
This week is a week without the launch, at least until Friday night. It means having to get across the 100 yards or so from the boat to the dock. Trying to steer a 39 foot, 11 ton boat into a dock (a wooden structure that goes "squeak" or "thud" when hit) without hitting it more than a very glancing blow, so that you can step off and tie the boat securely and safely to it is not a skill that people are born with. It comes with practice, practice, practice! And I have had a lot of it this week. I can't say that I am necessarily any better than I was previously, but it is not as terrifying as it once was. It is definitely a skill I am going to have to acquire some proficiency at if I am going to go South - still a possibility - as I will have to do it at least to pickup fuel. Still it is hard to be comfortable with something that doesn't have any "brakes!" Only throwing the boat into reverse, playing the wind and the current and praying really, really hard can keep disaster at bay. The again, they don't always work and I have the scars to prove it! Well, not me but ABISHAG.
The wind has been honking all week and there have been small craft warnings up. The weather has gotten a wee chilly and it definitely seems as if fall's acommin'. I find this most depression and long for the hot and humid days of summer. What happened to them? Hopefully, they will return for one last go-round.
This week is a week without the launch, at least until Friday night. It means having to get across the 100 yards or so from the boat to the dock. Trying to steer a 39 foot, 11 ton boat into a dock (a wooden structure that goes "squeak" or "thud" when hit) without hitting it more than a very glancing blow, so that you can step off and tie the boat securely and safely to it is not a skill that people are born with. It comes with practice, practice, practice! And I have had a lot of it this week. I can't say that I am necessarily any better than I was previously, but it is not as terrifying as it once was. It is definitely a skill I am going to have to acquire some proficiency at if I am going to go South - still a possibility - as I will have to do it at least to pickup fuel. Still it is hard to be comfortable with something that doesn't have any "brakes!" Only throwing the boat into reverse, playing the wind and the current and praying really, really hard can keep disaster at bay. The again, they don't always work and I have the scars to prove it! Well, not me but ABISHAG.
The wind has been honking all week and there have been small craft warnings up. The weather has gotten a wee chilly and it definitely seems as if fall's acommin'. I find this most depression and long for the hot and humid days of summer. What happened to them? Hopefully, they will return for one last go-round.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
End Of Summer
SHIP'S LOG:
It is the end of summer . . .at least at TYC and insofar as launch services are concerned. From now until the end of the month, the launch will only be running Friday evening through Sunday evening. Other than that, how one gets from one's boat to land and back is solely up to you. It comes down to swimming - nice on hot days but not very good if you want to carry something with you; using the dinghy - better, certainly drier; and bring to the boat to the dock. I am trying to work out a routine, bringing the boat in in the morning so I can "perform my morning ablutions" and then either go sailing or take the boat back to the mooring, and then using the dinghy if I need to go ashore later in the day. It was always much more comfortable calling for the launch!
ABISHAG is going to be the Race Committee boat for the Commodore's Race on Sunday and with 10 people coming on board, along with all the Race Committee paraphernalia, a major cleaning and storing project is underway. At 30 feet, most people think that it is a fairly large boat. However, she is only 11 feet wide and was not designed with a lot of space for a lot of people. Even with all the rearranging, it will be a bit of a squeeze come Sunday. Hope it don't rain.
I have to cut about 6 inches of the Mizzen boom. Despite previous surgeries, it is still causing problems with the vane on the Wind Steering system. This will also necessitate a trip to the sail loft to perform surgery on the mizzen itself.
There are small craft warnings out again today as there have been since Friday. These are not directly related to the hurricane but they are here none the less. The 15-20 knot winds, with higher gusts are out of the SW and are creating rather rolly conditions in the river which is not all that calm in the best of times.
No decision yet on the future. It is still a fifty-fifty toss up. I can't even say which way things seem to be leaning. it is a dead bang tie.
It is the end of summer . . .at least at TYC and insofar as launch services are concerned. From now until the end of the month, the launch will only be running Friday evening through Sunday evening. Other than that, how one gets from one's boat to land and back is solely up to you. It comes down to swimming - nice on hot days but not very good if you want to carry something with you; using the dinghy - better, certainly drier; and bring to the boat to the dock. I am trying to work out a routine, bringing the boat in in the morning so I can "perform my morning ablutions" and then either go sailing or take the boat back to the mooring, and then using the dinghy if I need to go ashore later in the day. It was always much more comfortable calling for the launch!
ABISHAG is going to be the Race Committee boat for the Commodore's Race on Sunday and with 10 people coming on board, along with all the Race Committee paraphernalia, a major cleaning and storing project is underway. At 30 feet, most people think that it is a fairly large boat. However, she is only 11 feet wide and was not designed with a lot of space for a lot of people. Even with all the rearranging, it will be a bit of a squeeze come Sunday. Hope it don't rain.
I have to cut about 6 inches of the Mizzen boom. Despite previous surgeries, it is still causing problems with the vane on the Wind Steering system. This will also necessitate a trip to the sail loft to perform surgery on the mizzen itself.
There are small craft warnings out again today as there have been since Friday. These are not directly related to the hurricane but they are here none the less. The 15-20 knot winds, with higher gusts are out of the SW and are creating rather rolly conditions in the river which is not all that calm in the best of times.
No decision yet on the future. It is still a fifty-fifty toss up. I can't even say which way things seem to be leaning. it is a dead bang tie.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
EARL's Gone But Won't Be Forgotten!
SHIP'S LOG:
The winds throughout Saturday were actually worse than those that hit during the actual "hurricane!" We had a good sustained wind of 25-30knots and gusts that doubled that. And while there wasn't much in the way of wave action in the River, out in Fishers Island Sound they were getting the wind plus waves 8-10 feet. Several boats left TYC to participate in the Annual Labor Day Weekend Fishers Island Race. All but one turned around and were back inside of an hour. According to the various crews, it just wasn't safe to race. It wasn't just the wind, I've sailed an even raced in winds like that, but rather the wind in combination with the waves that made it unnecessarily dangerous. Around 100 were scheduled to race, 40 showed up and 20 actually started. I don't know the actual results except for the really sad ones, one boat was blown out of control onto South Dumpling where it was eventually destroyed over the course of the day and night. Sadder still, one racer was killed when struck in the head by the boom on his boat. He was a locally well known and competent racer, with lots of experience. The boat he was racing on was well set up for the conditions and was in top shape. Accidents just happen and this one just did.
In point of fact, the race should not have been held. It could have been delayed a day, until today, if conditions warranted delay, and they did, but for reasons unknown by me at this time, the Race Committee let the race go on. I know one of the people on the Race Committee and, in fact, sat with him in our clubhouse early Friday night awaiting EARL. Considering how much he is concerned with safety in sailing and all the races he has been a part of over a long career, I found it had to believe that he did anything but protest even holding the race. Too many people on the race committee had more balls than brains.
I spent the day reassembling ABISHAG and that was a trick in itself. All day long I watched boats head down river into the sound to go sailing only to turn around and come back to their moorings . . . . . . under motor! It was the first time I could look down the river and out into the Sound and have the Sound "look dangerous." When you can see breaking waves from almost a mile away, that's dangerous! The type of wind and waves going on out in the Sound is the type of sea that ABISHAG was actually designed for. It is everyday common in the English Channel and the North Sea in which she was designed to sail. With a competent crew, she would have taken it in stride.
MASTER'S PERSONAL LOG:
The season is winding down and coming to an end. A sad way to end it.
The winds throughout Saturday were actually worse than those that hit during the actual "hurricane!" We had a good sustained wind of 25-30knots and gusts that doubled that. And while there wasn't much in the way of wave action in the River, out in Fishers Island Sound they were getting the wind plus waves 8-10 feet. Several boats left TYC to participate in the Annual Labor Day Weekend Fishers Island Race. All but one turned around and were back inside of an hour. According to the various crews, it just wasn't safe to race. It wasn't just the wind, I've sailed an even raced in winds like that, but rather the wind in combination with the waves that made it unnecessarily dangerous. Around 100 were scheduled to race, 40 showed up and 20 actually started. I don't know the actual results except for the really sad ones, one boat was blown out of control onto South Dumpling where it was eventually destroyed over the course of the day and night. Sadder still, one racer was killed when struck in the head by the boom on his boat. He was a locally well known and competent racer, with lots of experience. The boat he was racing on was well set up for the conditions and was in top shape. Accidents just happen and this one just did.
In point of fact, the race should not have been held. It could have been delayed a day, until today, if conditions warranted delay, and they did, but for reasons unknown by me at this time, the Race Committee let the race go on. I know one of the people on the Race Committee and, in fact, sat with him in our clubhouse early Friday night awaiting EARL. Considering how much he is concerned with safety in sailing and all the races he has been a part of over a long career, I found it had to believe that he did anything but protest even holding the race. Too many people on the race committee had more balls than brains.
I spent the day reassembling ABISHAG and that was a trick in itself. All day long I watched boats head down river into the sound to go sailing only to turn around and come back to their moorings . . . . . . under motor! It was the first time I could look down the river and out into the Sound and have the Sound "look dangerous." When you can see breaking waves from almost a mile away, that's dangerous! The type of wind and waves going on out in the Sound is the type of sea that ABISHAG was actually designed for. It is everyday common in the English Channel and the North Sea in which she was designed to sail. With a competent crew, she would have taken it in stride.
MASTER'S PERSONAL LOG:
The season is winding down and coming to an end. A sad way to end it.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
EARL Who?
SHIP'S LOG:
EARL was a total bust! Not that I mind really, but there certainly was a lot of sound and fury signifying nothing. I spent last night, the night of "Hurricane EARL," in the TYC Club house watching movies online and waiting for EARL to "hit," but he never really made it. Not that I mind, for it is a lot better to see your boat where you left it rather than on the beach or the rocks or just gone completely. I'll take a miss any day, it is just that today is a long day of putting everything back in place on the boat. All the stuff that was taken down, tied down, stored away must of needs go back to where it was. It is almost 9am and boat owners are tickling into the club to do the exact same thing and all of them are both thankful and grumbling. Time to take the launch out to ABISHAG and begin the enjoyment!
EARL was a total bust! Not that I mind really, but there certainly was a lot of sound and fury signifying nothing. I spent last night, the night of "Hurricane EARL," in the TYC Club house watching movies online and waiting for EARL to "hit," but he never really made it. Not that I mind, for it is a lot better to see your boat where you left it rather than on the beach or the rocks or just gone completely. I'll take a miss any day, it is just that today is a long day of putting everything back in place on the boat. All the stuff that was taken down, tied down, stored away must of needs go back to where it was. It is almost 9am and boat owners are tickling into the club to do the exact same thing and all of them are both thankful and grumbling. Time to take the launch out to ABISHAG and begin the enjoyment!
Friday, September 3, 2010
EARL Be Coming . . . Sort Of!
SHIP'S LOG:
I hope everyone will be thankful for I spent yesterday stripping my boat in preparation of EARL's visitation. I took the anchors off the rollers, putting the danforth in the anchor locker and securing the plow on deck , ready to go, should a need arise. I took the Genoa off, folded it up and stored it down below in the salon, using up half the available space. I took all of the fenders off and place them in the cockpit locker. I Dismantled the the dodger, folded it and stored it in the forepeak. I took the awnings off the Bimini and stored them in the forepeak. I took the Bimini off and stored it int he forepeak. I stored all the cockpit cushions down below in the salon using up the rest of the space. I tied the framing for the dodger and Bimini in place so that it wouldn't bang around. I took the sailcover off the mizzen and stored that in the aft cabin. I took the mizzen off and stored that in the forepeak. I secured the outboard motor fuel tank to the port stern rail and moved the outboard motor itself to the floor of the cockpit. I secure the booms and took the dinghy ashore where I deflated it and stored it in my car. This morning I closed and secured all of the hatches and all the thru-hulls except for the cockpit drains, the engine cooling intake and the bilge pumps. I ran the engine to charge the batteries and then, shut and locked the hatch and went ashore.
I got on the Web and found this morning that EARL be jogging to the East/North-East and has drop to 105 mph. Currently(10:53am) winds at New London look to top out between 30-40 with gust to 45, down considerably from yesterday's 40-50 with gusts of 65. surely it is all due to my effort of yesterday, which had it not been made, would sure have led to a disaster. If EARL continues to degrade, it may be no worse than the Nor'easter of two weeks ago. But as Russ used to say, "Better Safe Than Sunk."
MASTER'S PERSONAL LOG:
Will the final results aren't in, it looks as though we will be spared a real blow this time. What makes me really happy is that ABISHAG and her mooring handled the blow two weeks ago with ease and will, in all likelihood do so again. The only real worry is having some drag down on me or have someone break loos and ram me at speed. And the only reason for worry then is the lack of insurance. It is bad news for one's home, like you house in the path of a forest fire. You do all that you can and then pray!
I hope everyone will be thankful for I spent yesterday stripping my boat in preparation of EARL's visitation. I took the anchors off the rollers, putting the danforth in the anchor locker and securing the plow on deck , ready to go, should a need arise. I took the Genoa off, folded it up and stored it down below in the salon, using up half the available space. I took all of the fenders off and place them in the cockpit locker. I Dismantled the the dodger, folded it and stored it in the forepeak. I took the awnings off the Bimini and stored them in the forepeak. I took the Bimini off and stored it int he forepeak. I stored all the cockpit cushions down below in the salon using up the rest of the space. I tied the framing for the dodger and Bimini in place so that it wouldn't bang around. I took the sailcover off the mizzen and stored that in the aft cabin. I took the mizzen off and stored that in the forepeak. I secured the outboard motor fuel tank to the port stern rail and moved the outboard motor itself to the floor of the cockpit. I secure the booms and took the dinghy ashore where I deflated it and stored it in my car. This morning I closed and secured all of the hatches and all the thru-hulls except for the cockpit drains, the engine cooling intake and the bilge pumps. I ran the engine to charge the batteries and then, shut and locked the hatch and went ashore.
I got on the Web and found this morning that EARL be jogging to the East/North-East and has drop to 105 mph. Currently(10:53am) winds at New London look to top out between 30-40 with gust to 45, down considerably from yesterday's 40-50 with gusts of 65. surely it is all due to my effort of yesterday, which had it not been made, would sure have led to a disaster. If EARL continues to degrade, it may be no worse than the Nor'easter of two weeks ago. But as Russ used to say, "Better Safe Than Sunk."
MASTER'S PERSONAL LOG:
Will the final results aren't in, it looks as though we will be spared a real blow this time. What makes me really happy is that ABISHAG and her mooring handled the blow two weeks ago with ease and will, in all likelihood do so again. The only real worry is having some drag down on me or have someone break loos and ram me at speed. And the only reason for worry then is the lack of insurance. It is bad news for one's home, like you house in the path of a forest fire. You do all that you can and then pray!
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
EARL Be Comming!!!!!!!
SHIP'S LOG:
Well, so much for the Hurricane season that wasn't! EARL be coming, or so it appears. And with his impending arrival comes "the pondering." Hurricanes are nasty things and require pondering.
The first things to ponder is whether or not it will actually hit where you are. It's real and is currently just north of the Caribbean and churning its way NNW. It is predicted to be off the Carolinas sometime Thursday/Friday but where it goes from there is anybody's guess. Disquietingly, one of the predictions/forecasts/wild-ass-guesses has it hitting southern New England. Can you guess where?
Second ponder, if you think it is going to hit, do you stay or go? To stay mean that I am going to strip the exterior of the boat of anything that increases windage - sails, dinghy, cushions, etc - and trust that the mooring set up I have will do the trick. To go means to pick up and run either to a marina/shipyard and get hauled, or to a "hurricane hole" - an anchorage where you can secure your boat from the ravages of the hurricane. Most marinas will haul you, for a fee - and put you back in for a fee, but you have to get in line and boats at the marina have priority and can bump you from line. And the rush to get hauled will increase as the danger of the storm grows and is realized by the boating public of the area. All the hurricane holes are known and all will be crowded and those that aren't should be considered suspect.
And the pondering takes a certain amount of time. One does not wish to do anything rash and deciding which way to jump, or if a jump is necessary, takes a lot of pondering.
Getting hauled at a marina/shipyard might seem the safest thing, but it costs, lots of buck, especially when one doesn't have any. Add to the the fact that the boatyard where you might want to get hauled for the winter might not be able to haul you out before the onset of EARL. One might end up wintering where one does not wish to winter, or where one can't afford to winter. And then there is the illusion of yards being "safer." Lots of boats lined up close together like dominoes . . .well, all it takes is one and a whole bunches could end up on their sides damage, something the yards are not responsible for, by the way. It is an emergency haul out! Then her was a friend who hauled his boat on a trailer to his very own driveway during the last hurricane only to have a tree fall on it!!!
I was successful during the last hurricane leaving the boat exactly where it was which is exactly where it is. True, someone broke loose and hit me, but the damage was slight and he got more of it than I did. In that my two grounding have rendered my boat "uninsurable," at least to any degree that I can afford, I will strip her for action and watch her ride it out from the deck of TYC with a bottle of rum and undoubtedly a good deal of company from other members. AH, the fun of boat ownership!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MASTER'S PERSONAL LOG:
Well so much for the hurricane season passing without notice. I am not pleased with the prospect of dealing with another hurricane, but there ain't squat I can do about it. While I still hope and pray it won't hit, I will have to plan that it will. And best of all, there is another one right behind EARL, so if one doesn't get us, the other surely will. I guess last week was the warm up, the rehearsal for what be comin'.
Well, so much for the Hurricane season that wasn't! EARL be coming, or so it appears. And with his impending arrival comes "the pondering." Hurricanes are nasty things and require pondering.
The first things to ponder is whether or not it will actually hit where you are. It's real and is currently just north of the Caribbean and churning its way NNW. It is predicted to be off the Carolinas sometime Thursday/Friday but where it goes from there is anybody's guess. Disquietingly, one of the predictions/forecasts/wild-ass-guesses has it hitting southern New England. Can you guess where?
Second ponder, if you think it is going to hit, do you stay or go? To stay mean that I am going to strip the exterior of the boat of anything that increases windage - sails, dinghy, cushions, etc - and trust that the mooring set up I have will do the trick. To go means to pick up and run either to a marina/shipyard and get hauled, or to a "hurricane hole" - an anchorage where you can secure your boat from the ravages of the hurricane. Most marinas will haul you, for a fee - and put you back in for a fee, but you have to get in line and boats at the marina have priority and can bump you from line. And the rush to get hauled will increase as the danger of the storm grows and is realized by the boating public of the area. All the hurricane holes are known and all will be crowded and those that aren't should be considered suspect.
And the pondering takes a certain amount of time. One does not wish to do anything rash and deciding which way to jump, or if a jump is necessary, takes a lot of pondering.
Getting hauled at a marina/shipyard might seem the safest thing, but it costs, lots of buck, especially when one doesn't have any. Add to the the fact that the boatyard where you might want to get hauled for the winter might not be able to haul you out before the onset of EARL. One might end up wintering where one does not wish to winter, or where one can't afford to winter. And then there is the illusion of yards being "safer." Lots of boats lined up close together like dominoes . . .well, all it takes is one and a whole bunches could end up on their sides damage, something the yards are not responsible for, by the way. It is an emergency haul out! Then her was a friend who hauled his boat on a trailer to his very own driveway during the last hurricane only to have a tree fall on it!!!
I was successful during the last hurricane leaving the boat exactly where it was which is exactly where it is. True, someone broke loose and hit me, but the damage was slight and he got more of it than I did. In that my two grounding have rendered my boat "uninsurable," at least to any degree that I can afford, I will strip her for action and watch her ride it out from the deck of TYC with a bottle of rum and undoubtedly a good deal of company from other members. AH, the fun of boat ownership!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MASTER'S PERSONAL LOG:
Well so much for the hurricane season passing without notice. I am not pleased with the prospect of dealing with another hurricane, but there ain't squat I can do about it. While I still hope and pray it won't hit, I will have to plan that it will. And best of all, there is another one right behind EARL, so if one doesn't get us, the other surely will. I guess last week was the warm up, the rehearsal for what be comin'.
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