Leaves fall, temperatures fall, and in my case activity falls. It could also be called "The Parties and Excuses" season. I digress from the "Log" format because there hasn't been enough activity to warrant it.
09/16/00, A fan writes:
I have been following the progress or your McNaughton Penny at your web site - regularly. Its been great to watch its progress and your insights into your experience.
What's happening? No updates for two weeks. I didn't realise how addicted I had become to your site. I hope it is all going well. I would not be surpised if you are having a break for a while either - you've been keeping a cracking pace.
Anyway, cheers from Sydney, Australia
Mark Da Silva
Right after Labor Day (first weedend in September) there was a short cold snap, nothing for normal people to get excited about, but then, I'm not normal. I froze up. My brain congeals. (I wrote a long page for this site last winter, all about my SAD, and never uploaded it because I was too depressed. Funny, huh? Time and recent circumstances are conspiring to bring on my seasonal funk with a vengence. Been in the saddle too long to actually lay home in bed, but beyond that, it's a struggle to get much else done.) Several other factors combined to bring the summer's great leap forward to a virtual standstill.
Throughout the Spring and Summer I'd been working within a couple of miles of the shop, and within 5 miles of home. It was easy to get some work done on my way home, and also easy to get to the shop on weekends because I wasn't exhausted from commuting. Sometime in August my partner and I left the company we were working for and bumped around for several weeks, before landing the job we're on now.
New employer, new job, 45 miles from home in the wrong direction. That's 450 miles a week, slogging through bumper to bumper traffic.
Working at my job steadily and working on ALBATROSS on weekends, I'd put in about 140 days without a day off.
I simply crapped out. Spent the weekends in September glued to the monitor like a zombie, or having to go to parties and a wedding.
By the start of October I pulled myself together, and Mongo and I got back to planking. Alicia was very busy with the start of her Sophomore year at school AND moving to a new house.
Pete Hardie is a Junkie...
Or, he will be when he builds his own junk rigged cruising boat.
Pete discovered Nautical Follies while Link-hopping, looking for a Junk to build. We traded Emails discussing this and that when I found out that he lived less than a hundred miles from here. I invited him down to see the work in progress.
It's hard to say who was more excited, I was thrilled to have an Internet friend materialize into flesh and blood. Wow!
The whole gang was here, Mongo, and Alicia too. They got to planking right off the bat and Pete got to see the process in action. After we'd spent some time doing Q&A's about the boat, Pete and I planked one side while Mongo and Alicia planked the other side. We got four sets of strips installed.
Lunchtime! We had "Sunday Dinner at The Graving Dock", BBQ'd Keilbasa, corn chips & dip, pickles and soda. Then we all got the "sleepies". You know, it's that dreamy feeling you get from eating too much greasy food. So we cleaned up and called it a day.
Pete's definitely hooked! He's even more actively looking for his dream boat now. And! he's coming back in November.
I've been telling him this damn boat just ain't big enough for bofus. "Sail Ho! Two points off the Port quarter!"
She's not hull up yet, we're still looking at plans and designs. We're thinking in the 33' to 35' range, and giving a LOT of thought to 'ease of building'. Beuhler, Benford, and Roberts are the primary contenders.
Mongo and I get two sets installed. We're creeping up on the keel, bit by bit. 22 to 25 inches to go.
Alicia is definitely allergic to epoxy. She developed a rash the same evening she worked on the boat.
Pete makes another visit.
We all met up around 9:00. By 9:30 we'd had coffee and exchanged our new ideas regarding the ideal "big boats" to build, then got right down to work. More planking. Mongo and Pete laid the planks on and I mixed and spread epoxy. I went along ahead of them to get the coves filled, and followed behind to install the some of the smaller and more difficult pieces.
We were rolling along like a freight train, no breaks except for the occasional swig of coffee. Epoxy, strips, clamps, screws. Epoxy, strips, clamps, screws. Epoxy, strips, clamps, screws.
By 3:00 we had 5 new sets of strips installed. 6¼"s more hull. That leaves between 14 and 17 inches to go.
Winter commenses. Planking concludes.
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