Saturday, March 28, 2015

Not a 1.5 million dollar boat...

A modest proposal (I'd be in favor of), the high cost of the food on your table, and that sound you're hearing just might be Teddy Roosevelt spinning like a top...

One thing I take comfort in is that once you've shed the docklines and headed off to some distant shore it's a whole different ball game because the sea is a great equalizer. It simply doesn't care if you're on a 1.5 million dollar boat or something like the Django 7.70.

Offhand the fact that the Django dries out makes me think the smaller cheaper boat is a whole lot hipper...


... and, maybe it's just me, but I think sailing one around the world (like this guy) would be a lot more fun as well.

Is this a happy camper or what?


Listening to Fly Moon Royalty

So it goes...




Friday, March 27, 2015

In the money well spent/not so good journalism department...

So much for putting convictions to the test, another guy with some serious conviction issues, and something about the water...

So many boats...


So little time...


Not that Art Paine's 48GT by Morris is not a nice 1.5 million dollar boat (Million dollar+ boats do tend to be nice) but, still, any of my journalism teachers or editors I've worked with would have seriously kicked my ass from here to eternity for this sort of lockstep gaffe...

That said, I'd very much like to say well played (in every sense of the word) to the publicist Morris is using.

Listening to Micah Schnabel

So it goes...

Thursday, March 26, 2015

I have achieved Nirvana...

This is depressing, Donkey Mountain simply nails it, and something worth reading...

 So, as many of you are no doubt aware, the yearly sale at Defender is in progress.

Like everyone else, I spent the morning looking for needful (and not so needful) things for "So It Goes" and could not find a single thing to buy.

Nada.

Doing the happy dance to the sound of one hand clapping...

Listening to Little Steven

So it goes...

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

two hulls, two masts...

The main attraction of Cuba, greedy bastards, and in the "Yeah right" department...

Bernd Kohler has a new design up his sleeve that is well worth checking out.



Color me interested...


Listening to Michel Colombier

So it goes...

Sunday, March 22, 2015

a damn near perfect boat...

I'd call this something of a success story, one can only hope, and, in the "Where have the best & brightest gone" department, proof positive that there are clueless idiots running the US of A...

A pretty exceptional refit of the sailing vessel "Atom" that will teach you a lot...





For those wanting more check out Atom Voyages (a site you really should have bookmarked).

Listening to and watching Taarka



So it goes...

Saturday, March 21, 2015

a sorta/kinda day off...

Looking towards the future (serfdom edition), sense being made, and not exactly the sort of introduction to the democratic process they deserved...

So, instead of writing a post today I watched this.


COUNTERCULTURE_THE FILM from CYAN on Vimeo.

Listening to Kathryn Williams

So it goes...

Friday, March 20, 2015

Why yesterday was a great day...

A rather good point, something about rich people & suckers, and, I suspect, this was not what Jesus would have been in favor of...

Yesterday I learned something about boatbuilding and sailboat design.

Truth is, I tend to learn stuff about sailboat design and boatbuilding on a pretty regular basis. I do a lot of research and I thrive on input so it's not exactly an unusual occurance for me to learn something. That said, every once in a long while I come across something that rocks my world and completely expands my horizons...

Yesterday, was just such a day.

The fact is I'm not sure exactly what I'll do with said piece of knowledge and new expanded horizions but my head has been humming like a wasp nest after the application of a Louisville slugger and it's only a matter of time till something busts out...

It might even get messy.

So, color me doing the happy, happy dance!

Listening/watching Jackson Browne play that dead band's song

So it goes...



Wednesday, March 18, 2015

something about formply...

Irony found dead with a stake through its heart in Arkansas, making the point, and you need to read this because new anchoring laws have zero to do with derelict boats...

So, here's a scow you might want to take a look at...


Available as a junk or gaff rig it's a great example of how you can get a lot of boat for not much money or labor if you design it around affordable materials (it's mainly formply).

As it happens, today I cut up a scrap of untreated or coated 3/4" form ply I've left on deck exposed to the elements for the last two years to see how well it would hold up in tropical conditions.... The result was no delamination and the glue lines looked great with just a slight checking on the exterior ply layers. I've had Fir marine plywood that I've tested that looked a lot worse. Considering that cheap marine plywood in the same thickness is four or five times as expensive it would save you some serious change.

So, just my take on the matter but I'd certainly build a cruising boat out of the stuff...

For those curious about the scow more information can be found on Reuel Parkers website.

Listening to the Beach Boys

So it goes...



Tuesday, March 17, 2015

What were you doing on the holidays?

Irony in the South Pacific, a very interesting conversation, and yep, racisim doesn't exist  anymore...

Trans-Atlantic with theEco Sailing Project...



Listening to Paper Aeroplanes

So it goes...

Sunday, March 15, 2015

the ongoing anchoring conundrum...

L,G,&M asks a couple of questions, in the “It’s all about the experience, and less about the fluff,” department, and the phrase "harrowing future" sorta/kinda makes me nervous...

OK, so here's a question I find myself asking just about every week...

Why are people so frelling bad at anchoring?

Seriously, it keeps me up at night.

It's not like there's not a lot of good to excellent articles, blog posts, and even books on the subject... There's tons of good stuff out there.

So why does someone coming into a wide open nearly deserted anchorage and invariably decides to anchor in the worst possible place?

Think about that for a bit...

Listening to the Grateful Dead

So it goes...