Saturday, September 2, 2017

YOLO ready for sale Aug 2017


August was a hot month.  My nephew, Gabe, flew into Petersburg (about 90 minutes away) for
some training and we got together for lunch when he was done.  I hadn't seen him since he was a small boy. Now a grown man with a wedding scheduled for the next month in his home state of Montana.

We met at the Two Drummers Smokehouse BBQ restaurant that an old guy running an antique store told me about in Toano. Two brothers who grew up in the fife and drum corps here started their own barbeque restaurant and it was getting great reviews. 
 The smoker was running full tilt outside the restaurant and we had a great meal.

 Jason hung a For Sale By Owner sign off the back of YOLO in the boatyard just in case anyone driving around might be interested.  We needed to get the boat broker here to take proper photos and list it for sale on the web.  We're ready for any prospects that the upcoming boat show in Annapolis might turn up, too.
 We took a day off and went to a riverside park with a little beach known for its fossils. Not the shark's teeth that I wanted to go hunting for, but the state fossil, an ancient scallop.  This is the beach, viewed from the cliff above.  It isn't very wide and we had to time our arrival for low tide, but we did find some old shells.
 The backside of the fossilized scallop is covered in these old barnacles.  We see lots of barnacles on the boat so these didn't impress me much.
It got so hot most days we just had to quit in the mid afternoon and go to the pool.  The boatyard also owns another boatyard and marina that has a pool/grill/showers/air-conditioned lounge area that we took advantage of.  I packed something to grill for dinner and our shower stuff.  A stop on the way at the 7-11 for some Big Gulps and our evening was set.  We even took advantage of the 'Bring YOur Own Cup Day' and filled a pitcher with Slurpee for $150 both days.  Hadn't had one of those in years!  My hands were too full of Slurpee to even take a selfie.  Some vege-out in front of the TV was a good way to spend some time while Jason moved around trying to find wifi reception.  He had to sit outside the lounge to get a signal; inside just wouldn't work for him.
The total solar eclipse passed a bit south of us and we got about 84% coverage of the sun.  We were in the cool library when the eclipse was going on and the lady there let me use her dark film glasses to view the sun.  It looked like a tiny fingernail moon, but we never saw any decrease in the daylight; it never got darker where we were even though only 15% of the sun was all that was uncovered.  Pretty mighty sun!
Karen with sunglasses and solar viewing glasses, looking at the near-total eclipse of the sun. 
A few days later, our broker showed up to take photos to list our boat for sale on Yachtworld,  Yes, it's really happening; the end of an era for us!  go to www.yachtworld.com and look for a PDQ catamaran that is 42' long.  You'll see our boat.  Feel free to tell your friends about the great boat available for someone with a dream!  You Only Live Once!

Saturday, August 19, 2017

YOLO back in Swelterville July 2017


I call this 'The Dame of Deltaville'.  It is just a design the rainwater has created on a sheet of copper that had been tossed into the metal recycle trailer.  The patina from the water sitting in a fold of copper created this image of what looks like a lady's face side-on.  Mother Nature's art gallery here. It reminded me of 'The Face On The Ballroom Floor' in Central City, Colorado.
Another visually interesting thing I found in the boatyard was this old piece of wood that was laying in the weeds.  The drops of resin stood out like drops of gold on the greyed wood.  This image became my screen saver wallpaper.
 I didn't spend all my time wandering around the junky boatyard. We did have a lot of work to do.  We made new window coverings for the six surround windows in the boat.  They let in a lot of light (and therefore heat) and we'd gotten used to having the sun blocked by the vinyl we'd added to the last set of mesh covers. You can see the one cover on and one off--YOLO is winking.
 Chris and Jason are setting the lower edge on spiked snaps to know where the real snaps have to go.  Chris runs a canvas sewing shop and let us use the sail loft floor to lay out and cut our new covers. Once the sewing was complete, he came to the boat and put the snaps on in place.  A perfect fit.
 Once the covers were on, we didn't want all that light so we covered the windows back up with a huge blue tarp. Everything inside took on a bluish tinge.  Different, but much cooler.
 Unfortunately, having the tarp on made us look like a garbage scow again.  We had to weight the tarp down as the wind really cranks up when a rainstorm comes through.
 Jason sitting outside the office using the internet after hours. Those bikes in the background were our evening rides.
 We traced the old window coverings as a pattern to make the new ones.
 I'm holding down one end so we could stretch it out to mark the lines with a pencil without the material sliding all over the smooth floor.
 Jason cutting along the pencil lines.
 We had to staple a thin line of facing material along the edge.  I walked along the edge to keep the material from buckling and causing puckers while Jason stapled the layer in place.
 Then we handed it off to Chris to sew.  He was so fast!  He's been doing this for 22 years and zipped through the sewing, adding the bolt rope as he went.  Our sewing machine acted up and was not going to get this job done within our temper tolerance levels, so having Chris was a great relief.  His advice and comments on the tactics helped the covers turn out awesome.
 Jason struggling with our sewing machine to try to figure out why it was shredding the thread.  The tension settings are always a chore to get right, but it turned out to be a burr on the hook and we'd never be able to get the job done with our machine.
 Karen with a turkey feather in her cap inside the salon.  We'd found the feather on a bike ride.  We saw three wild turkeys cross our path one day. Deer, raccoons, snakes, and foxes also abound in this area of wooded fields.
 We still had to deal with getting the hulls cleaned and waxed.  We took off the old boot stripe and you can see how discolored the hulls were from the waters we'd sailed in.
 We bought a new helm seat and Jason is augmenting the seams so it doesn't rip like our old one did.  We have headlamps but he just used his mouth to hold the light on his work area.
 Here the buffer guy is applying acid to the hulls to clean off the yellow. You can see the difference almost immediately.  Just had to make sure we didn't breathe in those fumes and the hulls got a good rinse afterwards!
Jason  supervising the buffing/waxing procedures. 
 A team of folks converged on the boat to do the waxing and buffing to get it all done in under 2 days.  There is a lot of gelcoat to wax on YOLO.
 Then Dan the boot stripe man came back to put our new stripes on.  You can see how shiny the hull is.
 The bow without the boot stripe.
 The boot stripe being unveiled near the transom.  OK, so he just peeled the paper off, but it looked so good.  Just like new.
We went to the local farmer's market one Saturday and it just happened to be the end of a "family boat-building week". Kids and their parents built boats out of pre-cut lumber to a well-known pattern in 5 days.  Then they launched them and rowed about in the creek basin here.  This old boat is the F.D. Crockett, built in 1924.  She is a shaped log deck boat (7 logs were shaped to form the hull) and is the only one of its kind that has survived the times.  The other boats rotted away in the marshes around here.  
 This is another wooden boat built here and a replica of the one used by British soldiers to survey the Chesapeake Bay.
 The families flocked to the dock to test out their newly-finished boats.  I saw a bit of bailing going on, but none of them sunk.  They rowed around and got to take their boats home.  I imagine the wood will swell a bit in the water and stop some of the leaks.
 The Deltaville Maritime Museum sponsored the family boat building event and the Crockett gave free rides in the river.  Admission this day was free for all.  The old museum burned down in 2012, so the number of items and displays was pretty meager.
 A dolphin statue on the museum grounds.  We do see dolphins this far up in the bay sometimes.
 Another single dolphin statue.
 This copper item in the museum didn't have a sign to tell me what it was, so it is still a mystery to me.
 They had lots of old tools on display, though.
 
 And old outboard engines.
 This tiny old outboard doesn't look strong enough to move much of a boat.
 The back end of the F.D. Crockett.  The man just finished swabbing the deck.
 While much of the Crockett has been restored, this is the original wheel.
 Another statue of a crane on the grounds.
 Jason eating cereal in the morning.  A fresh start to another work day.
 Then into the bunny suit for some painting of the hull.
 The free dinghy another boater pointed us to.  We got it all cleaned up but it still had a leak or two. We debated whether to recoat the pontoons with new rubberized paint, but held off on the idea.
 Jason painting the first coat of antifouling on the hulls.
 I had to tape off the edge so he didn't get paint on our newly waxed hulls or boot stripes.
 YOLO's looking good, getting all clean and shiny and painted.
 The bow of YOLO with all the work done.
 
Now we have to concentrate on cleaning the inside......