Saturday, April 19, 2014

Back in Kewalo Basin

Pulled the for sale sign off.

They lifted us at about 1345 yesterday afternoon, and Kris immediately painted the four spots that we couldn't reach while she was on the boat blocks; so, that's how that works, curious minds.

They wheeled the boat over to the launch area and put out a ladder for us to climb aboard. As they started to pull the ladder away, our navigator, the yacht broker, showed up and quickly climbed onboard.

No incidents as we were lowered, started up the engine, checked to make sure cooling water was flowing out, and backed out of the lift zone. Forward, back again, and we were off.

A short, six-mile cruise and we had her at the slip.

The biggest challenge will be docking. We did okay with a third hand onboard to help. Kris and I will have to learn to work it together. In the future, we'll probably put Kris at the helm and I will be the deckhand for docking. We had a little bit of a mess-up as the bow started to blow away, pushed by the strong trades. With John helping, and some leverage from his line on the dock, I was able to move her forward and back a few times to get her closer and then pull a line over and secure her.

View from our slip.

She's got a half-dozen spring lines in place, too, to help with the bouncing that goes on in the slip. I guess when South swells get going, this corner gets some rocking and rolling.

View from our slip, with anuenue. 

No sailing yet. We will wait for lighter winds.

Trades are whipping today, keeping it cool here.

We walked across the street to the Kaka'ako Farmer's Market at Ward Warehouse and got a couple of fresh-baked croissants from the hippies with the oven in the bed of their pickup; washed it down with a pineapple, apple-banana, honey, cream smoothie, and listened to some Hawaiian music.

Beautiful day!

Thursday, April 17, 2014


We pulled the tape off the waterline this afternoon and took some shots of the hull with a fresh couple of coats of bottom paint. Cheehu!

Kris did a very nice job of laying down some super straight tape lines. Maybe next bottom job we add a little racing stripe...


Wednesday, April 16, 2014

First Night on the Boat

Yes, I'm in the yard, but Father Neptune made sure to whip up some wind and get this baby swaying on the hard, in the yard. Yo.

Kris went home late last night to spend the night with her dogs. I'm pretty sure she would have rather been here, even though the accommodations are a bit on the spartan side.

I made a late West Marine run and found out our neighbor in the yard works there. Her partner has been busting his tail underneath their boat for the whole time we've been here, stripping the hull down to wood. She found out right at the end of the shift--I was last customer--that the store was requiring a meeting. She asked me to pass the word to Jamie (labor) that Anne Elise (management) was going to be a little late. She said, "He will worry about me, on my bike."

I knocked on his hull and passed the message. He said, "Yeah, I do worry. She's on the bike."

 Awoke to a big beautiful waning gibbous moon, as well.

Today is a day for hull cleaning, scrubbing and painting! We hope to get two coats on today; the third tomorrow morning; and float again tomorrow afternoon.


Tuesday, April 15, 2014

On the Hard

For the record, it's Admiral Kris who keeps smirking and saying, "Living on the hard!"

I know. Hard to believe, but true, nonetheless. 

Powder blue seventies eye shadow for your nails?

We are into the yard work now. Spent the day inspecting the hull, repairing a couple of minor things, doing some cleaning, and beginning the sanding process. 

I took a couple of aluminum kick plates (for lack of a better name) off the aft end of the pontoons. They were each about 1 1/2 foot square and added on by a former owner; not original equipment. 

Attached by three screws each, I removed them, cleaned up underneath, and filled the holes. 

Fortunately, our friend Rodolfo came by and pointed out a couple more cracks in the hull (minor now, but potentially bad if missed), and I will be able to fill those early tomorrow before we start the clean-up process that will precede our first layer of marine anti-fouling paint. 

 This is nasty stuff! Sure, it looks cute under my nails; giving you all flashbacks to disco-blue eye-shadow from Saturday Night Fever, but it's full of heavy metals. That contradiction is no joke! This stuff is bound to be nasty and lethal.

The concept here, is that paint loaded with copper will leach the natural bio-cide throughout it's lifespan, discouraging (killing) little marine creatures intending on making a home on our hull.

The forward injector on the Yanmar 27 is leaky and I sent a picture to my mechanic in Oregon, in hopes he can make a trip out to help me get that one sorted out. Not a crucial issue at the moment, but one that will certainly have to be addressed at some point.


Monday, April 14, 2014

Survey Says...

Whooo! What a day! Exciting, stressful, happy, nervous, tired, and a whole bunch more, I'm sure. We went through the survey this morning and hauled out L&C this afternoon. Lucky for us that the previous owners are honest, hard-working folks, who shared all that they did with us and are leaving us setup with an above average boat. 

Here she is flying free of the sea:

The biggest outstanding issue is the age of the standing rigging. Although in good condition, it doesn't appear to have been updated in the boat's lifetime. Since manufacturers recommend a lifespan of 6-10 years in the tropics, that means we are eight years past due date. 

The one issue is a missing bolt on the starboard diamond stay-arm. This will allow for it to slide out of place and could result in the mast failing. We can address that easily, and quickly. 

The water heater appears ready for an overhaul and there's an exhaust pipe, coming off the Yanmar 27 manifold that is due for replacing. 

Currently called Grape Soda and hailing from Honolulu, we will keep you all updated with the name and location. 

Looking forward to much more of this...


September 2008

I just looked back at where this all started, captured in a blog post from September of 2008. It all started from a blog originally titled Surfer on Dry Land, and meant to help a cold, wet me get motivated to be more fit living in Portland. 

That evolved into Love and Coconuts. And now here we are!