Today was “move Day”. Joanne and I have pretty much left the forward berth to our guests. With Helen gone and a few days to experiment before our friends the Tripps arrive, it must have just felt like the moment to change for Joanne. Once she finds purpose, and she does think it through very thoroughly, it’s time to get out of the way.
You would think this is not such a big thing. There are pros and cons for both decisions. In the Sabre 426, most would think the forward berth was the “master” berth. More head room, a private door and a closer access with a second door to the head. We have updated both berths with new mattresses (a must for living aboard) so, the sleeping is basically equal. However, there are differences.
The forward berth has a very convenient hatch in the nightly squalls. It’s easy to reach. However, the skipper is always up, closing the other hatches, checking the mooring or anchor, or just being the skipper. At this age there is also the twice a night trip to the john! Back to why the forward berth is better? There appears to be more head room. Having now perfected the rear berth over these last few months my bruised elbows and head can vouch for more head room. The space appears to be about equal for storing things… although different. The forward berth has lots of drawers. The rear berth has counter space. Counter space for a small roller suitcase…that’s a big deal. Also, counter space for all of Toby’s s—t.
The rear berth also has some promise. More room (larger bedding area). There is more visible storage area .Also, a private sink for make up in the morning. It’s close to the helm table to check instruments at night. There is also a small hatch, screened and, more importantly, protected by the Bimini. It’s also the place with the least sound in the middle of the occasional neighborhood “drink, chug-a-lug” nights.
By 4:00 the Joanne whirlwind, and it is amazing, was complete. Everything is in a place…for now…and ready for the supreme test. Fortunately, a catamaran here in Marina Cay is up for our challenge. Clearly a party building and one particular woman with a laugh that travels well over water. All we need are a few rain squalls to test things out!