They say the art of crusing had more to do with fixing your boat, than actually sailing it...... and so it starts.
After an exhaustive but fun weekend it started...... The shower sump, which except for a few blonde hair balls, and which has worked flawlessly for the last six years decided last night to stop working. I'll have to work on that later.
This morning we pulled over to the hauling slip to remove the masts. THAT went very well thanks to the great work by Mike Dwyer. The masts are safely stored on deck.
The other chore today was to get the bottom inspected to finish the survey. Well, the wrestling match I had with that rock at Mulcaster, in which I had won, or thought had won.....it turns out the rock won. When the boat came out of the water there was a big chuck of fibreglass missing from the aft end of the keel.
I spent the rest of the day going though 4 containers of MarineTex and several layers of glass to repair it. As of Tuesday evening the boat is still in the slings curing with the help of a heat lamp. I had things to do in town tonight including the foot rub I missed last night.
More to come when I get a chance about the party Saturday night and the sing-along on Sunday.