Sunday, July 9, 2017

YOLO on the hard in VA

YOLO has been hauled out for some beautification work before we put her up for sale.  This is the Stingray Point Lighthouse that sits alongside the marina of the same name.  Cool old building but it is just a replica of the original.
The sign about the lighthouse.
It's hot in Deltaville in the summer and we'd been warned to get an air-conditioner for the boat. We heeded the advice and installed the standalone appliance so the heat exits through the rope chase in the floor and the water can do the same.  We adjusted the water outlet hose to drain into those big blue 5-gallon jugs so we have clean wash water in the boatyard.  The water in the yard is undrinkable and still a bit brackish so it't not the best for washing the boat.  Our 'distilled' water still tastes plasticky so we don't drink it, but it's good for other things.
 Jason working on the engine in the bilge. He does such a good job of maintaining the engines and the bilges are clean enough to eat off of.
This little boat, Gypsy, is the yard's work boat.  It ended up overturned and submerged in the mud at the dock one night.
 You can see it is sitting on its side in the mud, mostly submerged, still tied to the dock, sawing through a dock line.  That can't be good for the outboard.
 The gas can is still attached and floating, tethered to the motor that is now underwater.
They hauled it out and powerwashed it and left it hanging here in the sling to dry  A bit damaged, but they say it wasn't the first time. 
 This big trawler from Alaska is back from its few weeks of vacationing with a family aboard.  It's a tight fit to get them back next to us, where they were before.  They have a special electrical outlet installed there for them, so they wanted to go back to the same space.  They gave us their leftover food when they left.  The owner leaves it here 11 mos. of the year and comes down for a few weeks each year to use it.
 The travel lift operator had to be very careful here to maneuver the boat into place. He did good. He even got it mostly lined up with the old blocks of wood that had supported it earlier.
 Jason in one of the cockpit lockers.  They got scrubbed clean and look like new. Does he remind you of a rabbit in a hole?
 Detailing the propeller.
 Our van parked outside our home in Deltaville.
 We're still using the bikes to get around and to take rides each evening when we finish work and dinner.
 Karen with the razor, scraping off the old boot stripe.
 Some of the bootstripe is gone, but lots to go. You can see the grey tape residue left behind that we had to remove, too. In the end, the shiny, original finish shone through.
 Jason on his knees working on the rudder.  He's cleaning the last tiny little barnacles away.
 YOLO in the travel lift swing after getting hauled out.  We're being moved into the work yard.
 They squeezed us in next to the trawler from Alaska.  We're both tall boats! Pardon me, have you any Grey Poupon?
Setting up the lumber on which we'll sit. 
 Collecting "distilled" water from the air conditioner.
 We had to make sure the hose ran downhill, as the boat was tilting just a bit forward, so we put the water jug at the bottom of the stairs and the water hose ran along the floor and filled the jug daily. We swapped out the jug when filled and used the water for dishes and rinsing anything that we didn't want to rinse with the horrible boatyard water.  I swear, when I sweated in t-shirts washed in the local water, I smelled like a goat. I'm convinced it was the water, not me.
 The Voyager boat next to us.  I thought the colosr running made a cool design.
 Sort of abstract, but pretty.
 Our sea anchor line, all 400' of it getting rinsed.  This is a heavy load.
 Even the nuts and bolts got cleaned and waxed so they shine.
 Our work table below the boat in the shade. It held all our supplies during the working hours so we didn't have to go up and down the ladder to get stuff.
 Jason prepping the hull for new bottom paint.
 Our buckets leave a lot to be desired but hey are the only ones we have left.  Only the black one isn't cracked yet.
I did an initial clean of the grill and you can see the top looks almost clean.
 Our shiny grill after I scrubbed it clean.  Hope it still gives meat some flavor.

And what goes in must come out.  And it has a new seat on which to do so.

Road trip 2017

We left MI and headed south to Florida to get our residency finalized there and pick up our accumulated mail.  We also wanted to see some old cruising friends there that hadn't left yet to escape the heat.  Mike and Sue on their catamaran, Jus' Now, were the first cruising couple we met when we started.  Mike and Jason rescued another yacht that was dragging anchor and we've been friends ever since.  They took us to lunch at Ford's Garage, a popular spot in Punta Gorda.  I loved how they burned the name into the burger bun!

 And the old car and other memorabilia made this a very interesting lunch stop for me.
 Sue and Mike as we wait for our burgers at Ford's Garage.  They are very gracious hosts.
 After a day of touring around, we had to stop at the Tiki Bar Beach for a drink.  Sue in one of the colorful beach chairs on the beach in the middle of town.

 Karen at the Tiki Beach Bar. This is my new Facebook picture, too.  The waterway really does come all the way to the fence in the background.
 Mike and Jason having one of many deep discussions.
 We went all the way to the end of Pine Island where Mike bought some soft shelled crabs.  This old shack is at the end of the road, and then some.  It sits right on the water and boats offload their catches for sale here.
 The string of floats like a necklace on the side of the faded painted trailer.
 Looking out at the gulf waters from the seafood dock. Sanibel is across the water.
 The stuff hanging on the walls was quite the collection of crabbing materials.
 I liked the 'hole in the tree' that had been cut for power wires.
 A mango tree along the road and canal, loaded with ripening fruit. I actually picked a low-hanging one after knocking on a door to ask for permission. No one home, but I couldn't resist just one.
 The canal view here.
 I noticed a nice mango-picking stick, so this guy knows how to get to the higher fruit in the tree.  I didn't feel quite so bad about taking a low one, then.  This reminded me of how we got a bunch of mangoes in Brisbane that were hanging over the shuttle boat stop.
 Small world....This is another couple we met in our early cruising days in the Caribbean, Bobby and Leslie.  They've now sold their boat and just happened to live a short distance from Mike and Sue.  They were moving again to TX to start a new phase of their lives, but we got together for dinner at their house before they left.
 We stopped in Georgia on the way back up to YOLO to see Jason's brother, Eddie, and his new wife, Bev.  They have some gorgeous old live oaks with the hanging beards in their yard.
 This is a close up of the side of their home, made of "tabby".  Its a concoction of shells and clay and concrete that are made into slabs and used for walls.  The slaves in the area used to make their homes out of it. The rough texture gives the geckos a good hold for climbing, too.
 Our van at Eddie's on our road trip. Looks great for 22 years old, doesn't it?
 Jason, Bev, Eddie and Karen enjoy a lunch on the water at the River House in Brunswick, near the marina there.
 We stopped at the driftwood beach, too.  Hurricanes wash huge trees out into the ocean and the currents bring them back into the beach here on Jekyll Island.
 Eddie, Bev, and Jason looking out over the ocean.  A big car freighter is off in the distance and we watched it approach the channel.
 Lots of dead wood here that makes interesting seascapes.
 Karen on the driftwood beach.
 Bev having fun on the beach while the boys are yakking in the background.
Interesting old trees.
 A tractor tread from some large piece of machinery.  I imagine they had a big piece of equipment out here pulling trees out of the water and one broke down. This is all that was left on the beach.
 Some colorful bubbles that shone iridescent in the sun,
 My scribble in the sand, a temporary tattoo that we'd been here.
 Jason waiting on the sand for someone to help him get back up.
 Eddie and Bev on the driftwood beach.
 The big car carrier coming into Brunswick port, passing the point where we were watching.  Brunswick is a major car importation point.
 The island has many large mansions and this grand hotel.  Big money on Jekyll island,.
Downtown Brunswick, GA.  This street was made to look like the turn of the century for the film "Live By Night" with Ben Affleck.  I read that GA was the number one location in the world for filming recently.  Who'da thunk it?
 Eddie and Jason relaxing on a downtown park bench while we wait for Bev to get her hair done.
 We finally moved on from the southern hospitality of Georgia to that of NC, where we stayed with more cruising friends, Paul and Sheryl.  Jason and I crewed on their boat, Dog Star, as my first cruising experience as we brought the boat back from PR to NC via the scenic islands in between many years ago.  We're having a beer in the popular Raleigh Brewing Company microbrewery pub.
 The green thumbs manage to grow veges, flowers and herbs just outside their condo door.
 Karen trying to get a selfie on their  patio as we waited for Paul to grill us salmon and asparagus.  Yum.
 Paul mixing us some fabulous rum drinks.
 Sheryl in her kitchen.  She lets Paul cook when he's home on weekends.
 Jason watching the action in the kitchen from the breakfast bar.  A nice condo.
 Paul in his element in the kitchen, making up another batch of drinks. He made us sausage and gravy on  homemade biscuits for breakfast. Why did we ever leave?
Oh yeah, we had to return to YOLO.