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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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04 October 2023 | Alice B. Tawes, McReady Pavilion, Crisfield, Maryland Eastern Shore
03 October 2023 | Alice B. Tawes, McReady Pavilion, Crisfield, Maryland Eastern Shore
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 [...]

Gourmet for None

03 October 2023 | Alice B. Tawes, McReady Pavilion, Crisfield, Maryland Eastern Shore
Cap'n Chef Andy | P
A comment was that Rothko took his own life in the bathtub, slashing his wrists. I was referring to the image not his fate.
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My orthopedics and just about all else medical here on the DelMarVa peninsula is under the aegis of Tidal Health (.org). The local MacReady Pavilion is under their umbrella and is the place where I have been getting lab work done, etc. Perhaps it will be where my post op rehab care will be. I have been using that location for 3 years. I can bike to it. I have never received an email from them. That is about to change.
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Peninsula Orthopedics sends me texts to check in for appointments and sometimes they send a link for MyChart.TidalHealth.org, or something like that. So far I have been able to check in and such. This time, to check in for my upcoming surgery, they required a second verification which I could choose, text to phone, or email message. When I received the six digit code I copied it and then went back to the text link to sign in. The text link only gave the options of sending the code again, there was no place to enter the code I had just received. I called them and luckily got the IT department, the Rocket Scientists, not the other people. The fellow there suggested I login on my laptop and click on the “forgot password” button. He also verified what my username was.
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I had to go to the old Red Shell Shanty which was now a TV room and internet cafe, with no cafe, to post my blog anyway, so while I was there I tried to log into my Tidal Health account. This time I saw my email address, which is displayed like Ki...l.com, and I knew it was incorrect. I didn’t have my phone with me and I couldn’t access anything on the bad email address, so I returned to SUNSPLASH. I found out that after you get the six digit code and parse it out of the text message, you don’t go back to the text message with the login link, you go to your browser and then you could proceed. I was able to enter the code and then edit my account information. Now I will get more email, great.
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I miscounted the remaining eggs in the fridge and would have two extra if I followed my normal 1 egg breakfast. I had to invent the super duper egg toastie. The egg toast, also called egg in the hole, one-eyed-Connelly, is a common breakfast item. It is a slice of bread with a hole in the middle which receives an egg. Quite tasty if fried in Irish butter. A variation by putting ham on top with melty cheese is what I call a Super Egg Toastie. The Super Duper version is two egg toasties with ham and cheese in the middle. It is made by laying the bread with the hole in the skillet, add the egg, fry on low to medium heat until the butter begins to smoke, remove and set aside, then start another, when it is ready flip it and do the other side. Then remove it and set aside, put the uncooked side of the first egg toastie down in the skillet, pile ham and cheese on top, then place the second egg toastie on top of the whole thing. Turn off the heat and do a crossword puzzle. The result is a thick and tasty breakfast or in my case lunch.
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The forecast suddenly becomes tropical storm warning, what? Not a watch, a warning. No name storm, “potential tropical cyclone”, formed just North of the Bahamas and is on its way following the Gulf Stream. It is currently passing slowly past Cape Fear and will present its West sector on the mid-Atlantic coast. We are forecast for lots of rain and winds up to 40 knots. The rain bands on our side of the storm extend the whole length of the North Carolina coast.
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The storm did a left turn after hitting Virginia Beach with its North extremity. We got a day and a half of storm winds, rain, maybe 3 inches, we were rocking at the dock. I had bottled water, more ham and eggs, and it was just wait it out. Like most of sailing. The weather started to improve but still strong winds and occasional rain.
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When Sunday rolled around I couldn’t watch my Jets because we are in Ravens and Commanders, “Commies”, land. I watched the NFL Game Day, which shows highlights, scores, and clips of the NY Jets looking pretty bad. They lost to the hated Patriots, score 15-10. They had rain up there too. It was a nasty game. I might as well prep for surgery.
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I needed clean bedding and loose clothing, hit the laundry, done. The food was calculated to run out, and it did. Bike to the Legion against a brisk NW breeze. I made it and had a Sierra Mist with not too much ice, and merlot. Before I could do much Teri came in, then Cuddily, we moved to a high top 3 at an East facing window. Irish weather. Cuddily was drinking Irish whiskey, straight, no ice, neat. I think Teri had Chardonnay. Then Cornelia Marie came in with Wilbur. They had Wicked Tea and some kind of beer. The conversation took off. I must have had at least a couple more merlots, and tried the fried flounder sandwich. It was very good.
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As it got late we gradually broke up and I jumped on the bike and rode with a tailwind back to the marina. I had things to read and do, get ready for the surgery tomorrow. Fortunately my appointment was for 11:30 in the morning and I had time to prepare without frantic rushing. I kind of half organized and packed until bedtime and resolved to finish in the morning. I set the alarm for 9AM.
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I packed two sets of sweats and added a pair of sneakers, lace up shoes were suggested by the joint replacement guide. Along went smart watch and laptop, and their charging station, notebook, pen, shaver, clippers, and toiletries.
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In the morning I awoke about 2 hours before the alarm and took my time. I showered using the disinfectant soap provided by orthopedics. I ended up at the end of the dock ready to go. The bike was stashed there. Skittlezz, the car service, arrived and we were off to Salisbury.
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I checked in and was led to a waiting gurney. My things were stashed in a big blue plastic box. I was prepped for surgery and given the spinal nerve block. A sleep inducer made me groggy and after a while I was awake, it was done. They kept me overnight in post-op. The logistics of returning to Crisfield and the Alice B. Tawes nursing facility were accomplished and I was on my way again with Skittlezz. It was she who had recommended rehabbing in Crisfield instead of Salisbury, it was a cleaner, nicer facility, and it had better food. Her rate for the trip was a fraction of the charge for the hospital’s ambulance service.
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I checked in at 20 to 5. Neither VA or Medicare would pay for the nursing facility, it was not approved for rehab of my type of surgery, which was same day outpatient surgery. The rate was about twice what the local Rodeway Inn charged, and it included a lot of medical service that wouldn’t be available at the Inn, plus if anything happened and I needed emergency medical care, Tawes was part of the McReady Pavilion which had such care.
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As my hospital meds wore off, the nursing facility would offer only Extra Strength Tylenol for the pain, which was building. I was taken to the room which was a double. My room mate was severely disabled and dozing in his bed. A meal came in for me. I don’t know what it was, I learned later to read the meal ticket on the tray to find out. I tasted and tried to eat some of it. Starving. No go. The pain was unbearable and I finally begged for some relief and they gave me a narcotic for moderate pain, it didn’t help much, but I fell asleep around 1AM.
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I awoke at around 2:30AM, my room mate was making very strange noises. That persisted for about a half hour when I finally was able to get a nurse to come around. She said he was just probably having a bad dream. Yes, indeed. Smart watch said I had actual sleeping time of 1 hour and 38 minutes. Such was my first 12 hours at the nursing facility.
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At around 7AM a doctor woke me (watch says about 16 minutes more of actual sleep), this was the doctor I chose of the two available, the other has the unfortunate nickname of “Dr. Death”. I was given a stronger narcotic which took away the pain, finally. I was given about two dozen pills for everything from blood pressure to iron supplement. Breakfast was served. Not like IHOP or Denny’s. Coffee was weak. The meal was loaded with carbs, packets of sugar, not much protein. The starving captain scarfed it up anyway.
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Various medical tests were taken. A nutritionist got my view of the facility’s food service. My blood pressure was in a good range. A few of the residents came by and said hello. I looked in the mirror and saw I had a good facsimile of Jack Nicholson’s hair do in “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest”. I texted an image of Nurse Ratched to a friend who asked how I was doing.
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I spent a lot of time looking at internet on the phone. The laptop was almost dead. I had somehow missed packing its power supply. So, no blog posting for a few days. Many of the staff were interested in that I was living on a boat and the obstacles of doing so after I left the facility. The problem was not about getting around on board, the boat is a virtual handicapped heaven with handholds all over the place, the problem was getting on board onto the boat and getting ashore off the boat. When the tide is high, the 4 foot freeboard of
SUNSPLASH is basically the distance of that big step from the finger pier to the deck. At low tide I can just step across from the finger pier to the deck, then any steps aboard the boat are reasonable with many handholds, piece of cake.
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The other obstacle is the distance down the dock from the boat to shore. I’ve been cycling that distance every time I need to run an errand, from now on, until I’m completely healed, I will have to use a walker or cane to travel off the boat into the marina. From there I can use the car service to run around in town. I will have to plan my activities so that I’m getting on and off the boat at low tide.
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The big crab festival, $75/person, that took place in the marina the day after my surgery, was a flooded event. On our way back from the surgery, coming down RT413 into Crisfield, we rode freely while oncoming traffic, leaving town, was bumper to bumper. It was around 3:30PM. The crab festival was scheduled past 5 o’clock but was flooded out early.
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I was constipated and took a laxative at night with no success, then another the next morning, and so on. Finally on Saturday all the laxatives and the wisely suggested prune juice took effect. For some reason I was unable to sleep Saturday night. Maybe it was the strange tea served with dinner. I decided to only take ½ my oxycodone dose before trying to sleep and saved the other pill for when the pain increased, invariably, around 3AM. It didn’t work out very well. I was in pain the whole time.
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So, I was not up to par when Sunday’s Gourmet Breakfast came around. It was a single mini waffle and two extremely thin strips of bacon. No knife to cut it with, the only utensil was a fork. I took a photo of it and sent it out.
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