Means of Seeing what the eye brings

Got the tiller completed yesterday. The tiller is a curved and tapered lamination of five layers of white oak and mahogany. The oak was left-over framing from James’ Irene, that had gotten a little buggy laying at the bottom of a pile of off-cuts. As such, it had neat little pinholes through it and exhibited some great spalting when planed. i reserved the better cuts for the inside of the lamination, and kept the most figured/spalted piece for the top.
As with the rest of the exposed woodwork, i’m oiling the tiller rather than varnishing it. i bucked local trends by oiling the fir gunter yard on the Dink (rather than paint or varnish it), and it’s keeping up nicely. Paint is ugly, varnish needs labourious reworking, but oil is dead simple; when it gets a little dry, slather on another coat. If the grain raises a bit, scuff it up before slathering. The ultimate level of protection is less, and oiled wood darkens over time in the sun, but the finish has a noble, honest, workboat feel, and takes the inevitable scuffs and dings with aplomb.
The rudder stock just needs a little sanding and fitting out yet, prior to painting. The stock is a burly 2″ marine plywood lamination, saturated in West. i would have prefered a solid wood stock with bronze cheeks, but i’ve been making do with what’s around the shop. The rudder hardware is mostly in place. i’m using four gudgeons rather than two gudgeons and two pintles; gudgeons are easier to build, and i had a long enough piece of 5/16″ bronze rod for a through-pin. i need to make up the attachments for the chock cord that holds the rudder swung down; in an unexpected impact, the rudder can pivot up do avoid damage. The rudder itself was done weeks ago, and just needs a quick sand and coat of paint before being attached to the stock.
In other departments… i’ve stripped the foul and lumpy old bottom paint off the dinghy bottom, and filled in the worse scratches and dings with West. Except for the powdery paint, the topsides are in pretty good shape. One more fairing sand remains, then the bottom will get coated in barrier primer. More sanding, then i’ll strike up the waterline, paint the topsides, and apply the new bottom paint…

Progress on the new dinghy has been slow. i did a little racing this past weekend at the BVI Spring Regatta, where i chanced into a crew with Dave, the sailmaker from Quantum Sails. He’s keen to check out my dinghy and build some special sails.
i’m trying to get a little ahead at work, in anticipation of my upcoming vacation. Yup, i’m off to race at Antigua Classic Week. Two weeks of pure sailing! Well, the regatta itself is only one week, of course, but then there’s the sailing to/from Antigua, with a little island-hopping along the way. We’ll be quite a little West Endian flotilla down there, too; Lydia, Simba, and Ruffian all racing, and End Of The Day and Sea Quill mothershipping. Al & Mitzi’s cavernous Formosa Ketch ought to be the scene of some fine late night cut ups!
A new friend from Vancouver is coming down to join us. Jenn is in for a treat! Antigua is one hell of a way to take a speculative look into full-time crew work. i’ve already had one other friend come down from Vancouver for work; i’m hoping to slowly get all my friends down here…

Great fun last Saturday night. It was Anne-Marie’s 25th birthday, so a bunch of us West Endians surprised her with a shindig at the JR. The real fun came later on in the evening, after the party trays had been demolished, and a few rums in the system.
The network UPN has been filming a pilot for a TV show over the last week, much of it in and around West End. That evening, they had a huge motorbarge in the harbour with all these wild lights, cranes, and cameras. i was all for guzzling tequila and swimming naked through the scene, but that sort of action requires a true mob mentality, and there was only Peter, Anne-Marie, and myself up for it. Three does not a mob make. Just as well, for even the “guzzling tequila” part would have been ill-advised.
Still, there was much great fun. Peter and i had a great percussion session, playing side-by-side behind the bar on the JR’s triple steel bar sinks, with our hands, ice picks, bottles, whatever. Peter sang a little too, scatting and babbling in his thick accent. Peter, by the way, is one of my favourite characters around West End. He’s a real force of nature; 6’6″, 60 yrs old, bald, with a scant tonsure and a massive grey beard that covers his chest. He’e Swedish, and with his cunning sense of oddball humour and only 80% command of the english language, can be a real laugh. Too boot, he’s a marvelous musician.
It was a really great jam, and we plan to do it again sometime. Maybe on something less damaging; my hands were bleeding and bruised afterwards! Scott took a few pictures, which i hope to have posted soon.

Had been feeling a little down. i think it’s because things aren’t progressing very quickly, buying-boat-and-sailing-off-wise. Patience, patience… The locals refer to Centaurea as already being mine, as in, “heard anything about your boat?” or, “When are you gonna be able to start work on that boat of yours?”
The savings are trickling in, and whenever Sverre decides to get in touch, i’ll be ready. But, in the meantime, i’m just… waiting. So, i had to get up and going.
Thus, the “new boat”, my second dinghy project (detailed here). Considerably more detailed and complex a project than the Dink, the new boat is really filling up my slack hours, both mentally and physically. With that, this project is also making me more aware of the joy of today. i mean, sure, i really want that big boat, with the big voyages and big adventures it’ll entail, and yes, i’ll keep working towards it, but right now is pretty good too.
i’ve spent $160 on this little project, but by the looks of things, all told, it’ll end up costing $750 or so (with sails and hardware). That’s a big chunk of my “big boat” savings! Still, what’s gonna be better for me in long run? Fretting over the future, or busying myself with now?
No matter how big and bold my future is, no matter how cool the places i go, or people i meet, it’s great to be here. Now. Working on the “little boat”.