Kaimusailing

s/v Kaimu Wharram Catamaran

Vessel Name: Kaimu
Vessel Make/Model: Wharram Custom
Hailing Port: Norwalk, CT
Crew: Andy and the Kaimu Crew
About: Sailors in the Baltimore, Annapolis, DC area.
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17 November 2023 | Somers Cove Marina, Crisfield, MD
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03 October 2023 | Alice B. Tawes, McReady Pavilion, Crisfield, Maryland Eastern Shore
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01 March 2024 | St. Marys, GA

D4 Dinghy Alternative Seats

The rain event was more wind than rain, strong winds with gusts up to 44 mph. We drove into town to see what the harbor was like. There was a small sailboat that had dragged anchor and was sitting close to shore. The tide was out. We left and played with Bleu at Notter’s Pond.

23 February 2024 | St. Marys, GA

D4 Inside Seams

Day two of the dinghy build started out with me finishing wiring the hull bottoms together on the centerline of the bottom panels. This was much easier than the wiring of the chine edges of the bottom panels and the side panels.

15 February 2024 | St. Marys, GA

D4 Dinghy Day One

A Wharram Pahi 26 had been anchored in the river nearby the boatyard and was hauled out with the travel lift. I went around to look at it and talked to the owner couple. I was surprised that it had been built in Martinique in 1988. The boat is more than 30 years old.

11 February 2024 | St. Marys, GA

D4 Redux

The inflatable (deflatable) dinghy I had bought was deteriorating. It had bottom seams separating. It is a West Marine branded dinghy made out of PVC. HH66 is the adhesive to reattach the seams. A friend had a similar problem and bought the same adhesive. I was waiting to hear from him how it worked [...]

06 February 2024 | St. Marys, GA

The Clincher

We decided to go to Amelia Island for the day, probably to the beach. Our plan to cycle around on the Raleigh 20’s seemed like a bad idea, Bleu can’t keep up with a bicycle for very long and when he quits he quits. So we would walk, where?, Fort Clinch State Park. She has a forever pass for Florida [...]

26 January 2024 | St. Marys, GA

Zen and Bike Maintenance

Eloisa rolled into the boatyard after a long drive down from the mountains. It was getting cold and isolated up there. I had a nasty toothache and we went to Southern River Walk. Bleu, her black American cocker was showing a bit of plumpness. I had had a sandwich and some wine already, so I didn’t [...]

Oysters, No Thanks

06 August 2023 | Somers Cove Marina, Crisfield, MD
Cap'n Chef Andy | Pleasant
The weather relented and 95 degree afternoons were replaced with 81 degree afternoons. Sleep at night was no longer an unairconditioned ordeal.
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I sent a text to Roughrider Lynn about the hotdogs I got from Lancaster, PA. I guess I hit a nerve, because she was up there in a camper with a guy to travel to Maine with, and maybe Bolton Landing in Upstate New York. She replied with a promise to call and she called me yesterday morning to fill me in on her problems with the steel boat and the Volvo diesel. Apparently the overly complicated cooling system needed 3 separate seacocks to be open to properly cool the engine. Winterizing red alcohol was in the system and that was pumped overboard, looking like the water pump was doing its job. In fact the pink liquid stopped flowing overboard and the impeller in the water pump ran dry and disintegrated.
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The engine was now filled with pieces of the impeller which all had to be flushed out. She got into an argument with the wife of the marina owner who kicked her out of the marina, but she couldn’t go until the engine was fixed. They sent a guy who knew a lot about diesel engines and sailboats in general. He and Lynn became friends, the engine was working, the boat was hauled out in Deltaville. He was traveling with his camper to visit Upstate New York and Maine and they decided to travel together.
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I did the triangle loop from the marina to the grocers and from the grocers to the Legion, and then the ride back to the marina. I was pushing it and not only got a wine at the bar in the Legion, I got a soda too, just to hydrate. I was getting tired of the fried food at the Legion, but I ordered the shrimp basket and onion rings again. I couldn’t finish the meal, it was too greasy. I handed in my application to transfer my Legion membership from Baltimore to Crisfield. Shouldn’t be much of a problem, should it? It turned out to be a bunch of red tape. I had to pay dues again, in cash or check, before I could be transferred. Later I was notified that I didn’t provide my phone number on the application which had no place to enter it. Sheesh.
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The first football game of the season is the Hall of Fame game and my NY Jets were in it. I watched the first quarter of the game in the old Red Shell Shanty which was now a TV lounge. It was a thunderstorm outside and I watched the game alone. Every year it is the same thing, football fans are glad to watch that first game, but every year it turns out to be a rag tag affair, the teams are only playing their 2nd and 3rd string players, the teams have only had a couple weeks of practice, and so I only watched the first quarter of play. Just like last year and so on.
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When I did my laundry, lo and behold, someone left a Tom Wolfe book, “The Man in Full”. Over 700 pages. I took it. If I didn’t read it I would put it back. It was about a Georgia boy, real estate entrepreneur who was egocentric, macho, stubborn, and made a real bad move with his crowning project. It was a bust and he was going down with it.
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Having been down in Georgia and getting to know some of the folk down there, it all rings true. It was written about 25 years ago. Wolfe doesn’t waste many pages, but 770? His writing does take up some more space. He uses those endless lists of things, to illustrate just what’s going on, but it takes space.
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So these pages are dense in the way that a sculpture is dense. There’s more to the script than meets the eye. You can come back, someday, and reread, like I did with The Right Stuff. He could have written more than 770 pages, 1770. It’s the writer as an artist, like a jazz player, how much do you want to hear? When will you realize that this tome is a concentrated thing? Good books have quotes, scenes, iconic. But there’s more. There are more iconic things in there. When you reread and reread, you get a lot of it. I haven’t finished the book yet, but I will reread it when I’ve recovered.
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The afternoon and evening activities required me to shower, shave, go to the wine shop and purchase wine, purchase a lotto ticket, purchase a half dozen bottles of water. Also I had to go up to the Legion, but my phone texts were screwed up, my phone calls too. I couldn’t answer a call while I was leaving a voicemail message. They were going to the Fisherman’s Grille, near the marina, oh good, short bike ride.
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I arrived to find Cornelia Marie right there at a table right on the waterfront. Breezy. She looked good, might I say. Then her mom, Cuddily, approached. Happy to see her. They ordered Orange Crush drinks, and I ordered a Merlot. Here it is, a waterfront restaurant on a weekend in the “season”. No merlot. OK, Orange Crush it is.
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My menu blew off the table into the drink. What was I going to do, dive into the marina? We ordered food and more Orange Crushes. The menu didn’t sink, it just stayed on the surface, floating and drifting.
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This outside bar at the rear of the restaurant sits right on the water and every craft that enters or leaves the marina passes by. The big old fashioned oysterman, available for day sail charter, passed by, turned around and slipped into her pier. A good size tender trailed from her stern and helped guide her in, like a tugboat. The Chelsea Lane tour boat came in from, probably, Tangier Island and did the same entry and U-turn maneuver, but she was bigger than the oysterman and had a crowd of tourists on board with music. They would debark and head to the big crab place not far from the marina and have a crab fest.
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The menu had disappeared but now was floating tantalizingly close by. A restaurant employee tried to reach it with a bait net, but it was too far. He tried casting a fishing line, but that didn’t work. He conferred with a fisherman looking fellow and they went to the restaurant’s skiff, started it, and went out fishing for the menu. That was our after dinner entertainment.
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Although this restaurant has an excellent location and is very convenient to the marina, I don’t like it. In the past I’ve had bad service, very bad service, and I’m not too picky. The breaded oysters and onion rings were very salty, almost too salty to eat, so I don’t order them anymore. It looks like the onion rings are no longer on the menu. I was debating ordering a burger or flounder sandwich and chose the flounder. OMG, when it came it was very salty. I finally scraped the breading off the fish and rebuilt the sandwich. Ugh. When we finished up I pleaded with the wait staff to do something about this salt problem.
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Cuddily and Cornelia Marie took care of the bill and I would be allowed to treat them in the future, hopefully at a better place. The ride back to the marina was basically a ride from the West end of the marina to the East end where SUNSPLASH was docked. ½ mile.
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I had several photos of the boat traffic at the restaurant and this one is of the oysterman.
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