At last! Using my innocent brother-in-law as an excuse - he was visiting from Italy for the weekend and made the mistake of expressing an interest in seeing Arabella - I managed to get down to Arabella this afternoon.
I was dreading the trip, to be honest. After being left for such a long time, I fully expected Arabella to be full of water - and as for the outboard...
What a little star! There she was, bobbing happily at her berth, 32 year-old hull as dry as a bone inside and the outboard started on the first pull!
To my brother-in-law's alarm I suggested, in a moment of euphoric delusion, letting slip the lines and just, y'know, motoring out of the marina to have a little look-see. It was a beautiful, calm day, just right for motoring out and poking around. Mario looked wildly round for some excuse to escape, and I shook the petrol can and realised that we were borderline on fuel anyway...
Back to reality. I took the chance to remove the sails and all the upholstery and brought them home to store in the dry. It also meant that the interior was left clear for the yard to get to work- I had decided Arabella had earned the right to 240v shorepower and a freshwater tank. A reward for not punishing me for ignoring her.
But to be honest, I'd started thinking bigger than that. It was fairly clear that I'd bought Arabella too soon. No buyer's remorse - it's difficult to regret acquiring a clean boat that costs so little that you can pay for her with your Switch card - but a dawning realisation that I couldn't abandon my wife to her fate with the children while I went off sailing at will. Worse, my job had gone from being merely demanding to being ridiculously time-consuming. Not only was Luisa seeing less and less of me all week, but work was eating increasingly into weekends. And so the slippery slide began. It made sense, didn't it, if I couldn't really use Arabella this year, to commit to getting some of the longer-term jobs attended to. Those cushions, for example, in that horrible orange colour. That manky old depth instrument and worn-out compass. The lack of interior lights, assuming you ignored, as I did, the AA powered plastic lamps that dangled forlornly off screws twisted into the half-bulkheads. That flimsy curtain between the saloon and forecabin - in truth, it was all one cabin because of those silly half-bukheads, why it would be no trouble to fit some decent full bulkheads in there...
I blame Mario. If he hadn't stood there with his brow furrowed, staring at poor little Arabella...Where I come from, yachts are large and white and beautiful, and belle donne drape themselves over them. And this? What is this thing he shows me and says it is a 'yacht'?
Financially, the decision was been helped by the fact that I'd managed to walk through the entire London Boat Show for a whole day the weekend before and had left clutching nothing but a £10 book. Absolutely useless show: my wife gave me a five hour head start before arriving to do her customary tour of all the yachts we couldn't afford (that'll be all the yachts on display, then). She enjoys touring them imperiously, annoying the salespeople with lots of questions for no purpose other than her own amusement. Actually, so do I.
After three hours I had given up and was sitting in the bar waiting for her to hurry up and arrive. I had no idea who these people sell to, the stuff they were hawking was quite obviously within the reach only of the filthy rich or those terminally stupid people who thought it made them look good if they mortgaged themselves to the hilt to buy a new yacht and then maxed out their credit cards to kit it out. I could do all of that without even buying a yacht. I'd decided to try Southhampton later in the year, to see if it came any closer to meeting the needs of the 'average', impecunious yottie with a second-hand boat and a budget.
Meanwhile, where was the phone number of that guy from the yard?
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Saturday, January 07, 2006
Long term frustration
Ahem, four months since my last post - and other than quick inspection and maintenance trips, poor Arabella has seen very little of me.
With a new addition to the famiglia (James, born on 29 September) bringing us firmly into "two under two" territory and more work than I could eat at the office, the last few months have been a bit too intense to allow me to spend any real time on the boat, less still keep my blog up to date. In summary, therefore: at least I got another coat of varnish onto Arabella's companionway washboards and another five coats of Dex onto the handrails, so they're protected for the winter. From which it will be deduced that I still haven't quite got around to actually sailing my pride and joy...
Arabella was craned into the water in November, and the boatyard have been good enough to keep an eye on her for me, so at least I know that she's, well, afloat for a start. They had indeed carried out the surveyor's recommendations, so she boasts a new bilge pump and cockpit drains. They've also quoted me for a water tank and a basic 240v shorepower system, which I am just weighing up at the moment, so I'll report back on that some other time if I decide to go ahead.
Meanwhile, the London boat show has come around again...I can feel my wallet flinching already ;-)
With a new addition to the famiglia (James, born on 29 September) bringing us firmly into "two under two" territory and more work than I could eat at the office, the last few months have been a bit too intense to allow me to spend any real time on the boat, less still keep my blog up to date. In summary, therefore: at least I got another coat of varnish onto Arabella's companionway washboards and another five coats of Dex onto the handrails, so they're protected for the winter. From which it will be deduced that I still haven't quite got around to actually sailing my pride and joy...
Arabella was craned into the water in November, and the boatyard have been good enough to keep an eye on her for me, so at least I know that she's, well, afloat for a start. They had indeed carried out the surveyor's recommendations, so she boasts a new bilge pump and cockpit drains. They've also quoted me for a water tank and a basic 240v shorepower system, which I am just weighing up at the moment, so I'll report back on that some other time if I decide to go ahead.
Meanwhile, the London boat show has come around again...I can feel my wallet flinching already ;-)
Sunday, September 18, 2005
More frustration
Under pressure at work and unable to get down to the boat at all this weekend...why do New York lawyers insist on working at weekends and making the rest of us come in and be there with them? Still, they're effectively paying for the work being done by the yard, so I have to humour them.
On which subject, the yard called me to say that they've done the work recommended by the surveyor. Things are looking up! I haven't had the chance to look at what they've done, of course, but still, yay! I might actually get this yacht into the water sometime before Christmas...
On which subject, the yard called me to say that they've done the work recommended by the surveyor. Things are looking up! I haven't had the chance to look at what they've done, of course, but still, yay! I might actually get this yacht into the water sometime before Christmas...
Monday, September 12, 2005
Frustration
Little progress since my last entry, except that I managed to get down to Southampton one night late last week and get a third coat of varnish and a fourth coat of Dex on, and started to polish the hull, which ended up looking nice but is clearly going to take awhile based on how little I got done in the hour I had to spare.
No-one had started work on the surveyors' recommendations that I left with the yard. Grump.
I had to go overseas at the weekend, so everything is parked until this coming Saturday. I think I'll get some plastic sheeting to put over the companionway, and then at least I could bring the washboards back and get some more coats of varnish on them here at home. Be interesting to see on Saturday if the yard company has started work...
No-one had started work on the surveyors' recommendations that I left with the yard. Grump.
I had to go overseas at the weekend, so everything is parked until this coming Saturday. I think I'll get some plastic sheeting to put over the companionway, and then at least I could bring the washboards back and get some more coats of varnish on them here at home. Be interesting to see on Saturday if the yard company has started work...
Sunday, September 04, 2005
The Joy of Dex
I spent two long days working on Arabella's exterior woodwork this weekend.
I sanded the three companionway washboards, filled a few cracks where the water had got through the old vanish, stained them to something approximating red teak colour, and then got two coats of varnish on to them, the following coats will have to wait until I can get back down to Southampton again. I took a look at the prices of 'marine' woodcare products in the swindlery and, after I had fallen over and got back up again, got myself over to Homebase a bit sharpish, where I paid about 50% of the swindlery's prices for filler and woodstain. I surrendered to the inevitable on the varnish itself, though, and paid the swindlery about £12 (gah!) for a small tin of International "Classic" and a can of No.1 Thinner - I just couldn't be sure that I wanted to risk the cheaper household exterior varnish from Homebase against sea water, even though logic tells me I probably could. In fairness, the International "Classic" varnish does go on well, as long as you thin it about 10-15% (and accept that you'll be applying more coats as a result), and it seems to give a good finish. I can slap emulsion on walls and ceilings with the best of them, but I'm no Michaelangelo with oil-based paints and varnishes, so I was pleasantly surprised by the quality of finish I ended up with, even with two more coats still to go. Using a roller seemed to work especially well, as long as I laid off the varnish with a brush afterwards.
I wasn't going to get caught buying expensive marine products for the teak rubbing strake, though - good old Cuprinol would certainly do for that job. Arabella's rubbing strake seems perfectly intact, but it had clearly gone for a long time without TLC and had dried and bleached to light grey colour. I used Cuprinol teak restorer (oxyialic acid, foul stuff - use latex gloves) which magically brought the original wood colour back, then sanded it thoroughly, washed it down with Cuprinol teak cleaner, let it dry out in the hot sunshine and followed up with three coats of Cuprinol garden furniture teak oil. Total cost: £9.50 on products (of which I used less than a quarter by volume, so there lots left for next season); about two hours' work overall, in between applying coats of varnish elsewhere; and a bloody great splinter in the palm of my hand which I haven't yet figured out how to extract without screaming like a girly. It struck me as I wandered about the boatyard how many other boats, ashore and afloat, had similarly bleached rubbing strakes. I can't understand why people don't care for them more. While varnishing seems to strike irrational fear into the hearts of at least 50% of the local yachties down here (based on the evidence of their boats, at least) oiling teak is the world's cheapest, easiest boat maintance job and the amazing before-and-after effect makes you feel really virtuous, too.
The final job, that I at least got started on today but will have to finish in a fortnight if the weather lets me, was the restoration of Arabella's handrails and companionway hatch slides. They appeared to have been done at some time or another in Dex or similar, given the rough looking finish. A lot of the old finish was flaking off, and the bare wood had mildewed, so I attacked the woodwork with a vengeance to find out what the teak looked like underneath before deciding which product to use (being chocked up only 10 metres from the swindlery is awfully convenient for this sort of last-minute decision). The result of all that aggression was some basically sound but unprepossessing woodwork, so I plumped for Dex 1+2 and got the mandatory 3 base coats on. I'm not a great fan of Dex, despite International's claims that it is a wonder product - I used it on my last boat and the woordwork never really came up very well, but it is easy enough to slap on and seals and shines the wood. As expected therefore, the woodwork didn't look especially amazing once I packed up tonight, but at least the wood was protected and I can concentrate on the finish with the next 6 or 7 coats, I hope.
I was fortunate to get finished on all of the above before the threatened thunderstorms swept in from the south west, and it was good to see the deluge of water beading up and running straight off the woodwork -even where I'd just used teak oil - so the hard work wasn't all for nothing. I think the teak rubbing strake looks great, the companionway washboards are definitely getting there and the 'Dexed' handrails, etc...well, we'll see.
I sanded the three companionway washboards, filled a few cracks where the water had got through the old vanish, stained them to something approximating red teak colour, and then got two coats of varnish on to them, the following coats will have to wait until I can get back down to Southampton again. I took a look at the prices of 'marine' woodcare products in the swindlery and, after I had fallen over and got back up again, got myself over to Homebase a bit sharpish, where I paid about 50% of the swindlery's prices for filler and woodstain. I surrendered to the inevitable on the varnish itself, though, and paid the swindlery about £12 (gah!) for a small tin of International "Classic" and a can of No.1 Thinner - I just couldn't be sure that I wanted to risk the cheaper household exterior varnish from Homebase against sea water, even though logic tells me I probably could. In fairness, the International "Classic" varnish does go on well, as long as you thin it about 10-15% (and accept that you'll be applying more coats as a result), and it seems to give a good finish. I can slap emulsion on walls and ceilings with the best of them, but I'm no Michaelangelo with oil-based paints and varnishes, so I was pleasantly surprised by the quality of finish I ended up with, even with two more coats still to go. Using a roller seemed to work especially well, as long as I laid off the varnish with a brush afterwards.
I wasn't going to get caught buying expensive marine products for the teak rubbing strake, though - good old Cuprinol would certainly do for that job. Arabella's rubbing strake seems perfectly intact, but it had clearly gone for a long time without TLC and had dried and bleached to light grey colour. I used Cuprinol teak restorer (oxyialic acid, foul stuff - use latex gloves) which magically brought the original wood colour back, then sanded it thoroughly, washed it down with Cuprinol teak cleaner, let it dry out in the hot sunshine and followed up with three coats of Cuprinol garden furniture teak oil. Total cost: £9.50 on products (of which I used less than a quarter by volume, so there lots left for next season); about two hours' work overall, in between applying coats of varnish elsewhere; and a bloody great splinter in the palm of my hand which I haven't yet figured out how to extract without screaming like a girly. It struck me as I wandered about the boatyard how many other boats, ashore and afloat, had similarly bleached rubbing strakes. I can't understand why people don't care for them more. While varnishing seems to strike irrational fear into the hearts of at least 50% of the local yachties down here (based on the evidence of their boats, at least) oiling teak is the world's cheapest, easiest boat maintance job and the amazing before-and-after effect makes you feel really virtuous, too.
The final job, that I at least got started on today but will have to finish in a fortnight if the weather lets me, was the restoration of Arabella's handrails and companionway hatch slides. They appeared to have been done at some time or another in Dex or similar, given the rough looking finish. A lot of the old finish was flaking off, and the bare wood had mildewed, so I attacked the woodwork with a vengeance to find out what the teak looked like underneath before deciding which product to use (being chocked up only 10 metres from the swindlery is awfully convenient for this sort of last-minute decision). The result of all that aggression was some basically sound but unprepossessing woodwork, so I plumped for Dex 1+2 and got the mandatory 3 base coats on. I'm not a great fan of Dex, despite International's claims that it is a wonder product - I used it on my last boat and the woordwork never really came up very well, but it is easy enough to slap on and seals and shines the wood. As expected therefore, the woodwork didn't look especially amazing once I packed up tonight, but at least the wood was protected and I can concentrate on the finish with the next 6 or 7 coats, I hope.
I was fortunate to get finished on all of the above before the threatened thunderstorms swept in from the south west, and it was good to see the deluge of water beading up and running straight off the woodwork -even where I'd just used teak oil - so the hard work wasn't all for nothing. I think the teak rubbing strake looks great, the companionway washboards are definitely getting there and the 'Dexed' handrails, etc...well, we'll see.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)