|Vessel Make/Model:||Nicholson 39|
I started my day with this and although I felt a bit silly to start with, it did work and was fun. I will add this to my collection and check out the teacher. He has many more tutorials online. So keep laughing and don't forget: The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. (E.E.Cummings)
The ceiling is re-cut, cleaned, re-painted and almost entirely back on after insulating and cutting access holes to all the deck fittings. The previous existing hand rail could not get back on since we have the granny bars in place. The bolts came down through the special handrail supports. Never mind. [...]
I joined Marci on one of her 'power' walks. The WalkieTalkie speed is rather average these days and so I took the chance to join her during a sunny low-tide in the middle of the day. I know, I know, the boat refit. But one needs some exercise and nice things occasionally as well! Anyway, as we approached the wall of Alvor George, Marci's husband came whizzing along in their flash, fast dinghy. So we clambered down the rocks, jumped on the dinghy, got whizzed to Alvor and continued our walk there. The almonds are blossoming there and the town just looked lovely on this Spring day. Once George finished his business stuff we got back on the dinghy and we speeded with 26kn back to the mother ship in Lagos Marina. Very cool!
The mast, which is keel-stepped, had a badly fitted fake leather cover with foam on the inside. That was all crumbling and old. Now we have a glassed in sturdy wall towards the settee and the middle of the saloon, a book shelf for about 50 paperbacks between the mast and the forward bulkhead and I will make a cover out of old sail for the still visible part of the mast with insulation to be popped on. I couldn't enclose the whole mast since we need to be able to guide it and disconnect the cable if it ever comes to un-stepping it. I am very happy with the additional storage I found here.
The thorough defeats by the real Scrabble Queen Jak have faded in our memories and we have plucked up the courage to meet and play again. Every Monday after yoga we get together and play with Scrabble Dice! 14 dice and 2,5 minutes equals a lot of stressful fun! Helped by steady infusions of caffeine in the lovely café Artesão Here we have initiated Marci and helped her as a newcomer only to be defeated again! The dice version is really good fun and currently my absolute favourite. I found this set in the States and got it shipped over by lovely Helen from SY Micheline for James’ 40iest birthday. Then it got forgotten in the games cupboard and now we can’t stop! Sadly, this beautiful version with wooden dice is not been produced anymore and was only available in the US. Very strange. I haven’t looked for a German version yet, but for English players I can only recommend to try to get your hands on one of these vintage editions.
I can't count that far! But there are days, when things are happening towards the finish of the Scrabbler Refit. Who would have thought it would take that long, eh? Well, the rule with boats is of course, that everything takes twice as long and cost twice as much as planned. But I think, this is underestimating it. Although in our case we are handicapped by James ever increasing need to travel for work. Is that curable? I wonder :-) Anyway, our visitors are gone, cookies are baked and eaten, nothing is looming on the horizon so the apartment is now also workshop during the rainy periods. This is the ceiling panels cleaned and repainted. And walls and new ceiling including access holes to deck fittings for inside the cupboards. So, you doubters and Zweifler! I do work!!!
Every day! Lovely. And now we get to see the sunrise occasionally since the 'WalkieTalkies' have been resurrected. At the moment it is three of us and we walk to the wall of the entrance to Alvor and back before breakfast two days a week. The round trip is about 12km. And the reward is an empty beach, undisturbed nature, beautiful sunrises and maybe some fitness at the end as well.
My very first proper haircut! On another person, done by me! OMG!!!!! I was so scared! Erika has had braided extensions for the last 6 month! Normally you remove this after about 2 month. So for the last few days Francis and I have been un-braiding and cutting out the extensions but of course the remaining real hair is in a right mess! So brushing, brushing, brushing. For weeks or just cutting! Since no hair dresser would want to take this I have been watching YouTube videos about hair styles and decided (partially alcohol infused) I can do this! Piece of cake! And so I did. A mixture between asymmetrical bob and cool short cut. It only took about two hours and lots of wine but Erika loves it! Or so she says. Maybe she is just nice to me? No, she has been out in public without a head scarf, so must be true. I love it and I am very proud of it.
Those two from running around and us from eating, drinking, walking, playing games, talking, not sleeping....It is great having E&F here again after such long time!
again! How the time flies, eh? James wanted to go Land-Yachting again. So hoping and whistling for wind for days we set of with a small crowd. Although in Lagos we could feel some puffs down near Sagres was almost nothing. Well nothing for us amateurs. James of course could get his kart up to speed on the lightest puff and if there weren't any he simply pumped the sail. Result? Birthday blisters, achy arms and a sailing fan club. The photo is me desperatly trying to catch James. No chance, though :-)