tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85087437126870765462024-03-18T05:02:40.370-04:00Goat Island Skiff Amateur Style and the Sea Pearl 21 TooThe most awesome open boat cruising adventures in Maine and beyond! Sea Pearl 21 SCOUT camp cruises and gunkholes up and down the New England seascape leaving absurdity in her wake. Some duckpunting, too! Quickly, fellow sailors-- to the Sea!
I,AZP/Goat Island Skiff specific posts run from May 2009 to May 2014 callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.comBlogger173125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-55940449693702213332017-07-30T19:36:00.001-04:002017-07-30T19:36:56.907-04:00The Fog Log 2017<span id="goog_1889922112"></span><span id="goog_1889922113"></span>AHOY Intrepid READERS<br />
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I went sailing which included some camping, which means friends and beaches and dinners, and this time it meant a hearty dose of that Maine Classic-- da FOG! BWAAAAAAAAA<br />
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Blow 'em horns if you got 'em.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cap'n Jon sails into the first beach WITH NEW HEADSAIL!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">He fast now! Check out that fast bowwave, it serious!</span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">ROMANTIC BEACH TIMES</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">we hold hands and tell stories and call each other "CHAP"</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I had to swear that I wasn't going to post this picture. The Commodore in his "new" tent! </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Tres Chic! </span><span style="font-size: small;">"Hey! You kids!"</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">I will save you the trouble, you can see the difference between his new tent and his <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1tQaoPjjflk/VdptzFR2CKI/AAAAAAAAOOE/8oitOBESlPU/s640/DSC01220.JPG">old tent here!</a></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">No more fenders... I guess? And blue.</span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">With Chef Juan absent, Chef Jon has to make us Montreal Rub Steak Tips</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">on the aforementioned ROMANTIC BEACH.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The last we see of a good friend for many days...</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">A taste of what is to come. It seemed dramatic and cool at the moment.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The fog rolls in from the south. The Commodore inspects this beach as I walk the meadows.<br />Many invasive plants- like decorative prickers that will soon making walking this meadow<br />impossibly annoying.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Light winds, a little sun, we make quick for our next island camping desination.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The south facing beach generated enough head to keep us in an island of sun in an ocean of fog.<br />We dried our sleeping gear, which was a good idea.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">In the evening, the fog rolled in and wiped our sunny sanctuary into oblivion.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Rowing to Brooklin we watch islands materialize out of the mists <br />and disappear again off our sterns.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">HERE WE RUN INTO SOMEONE FAMOUS. We chat about the fog and continue on.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The fog makes the 21st century a mirage in our memories.<br />For a moment we enter the portals of time and see the world as it was.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sausage Brian gets a dose of mist mixed with his cup of rowing.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">This is a good time to contemplate mortality, philosophy, and the point of it all.<br />We row endlessly into the fog.<br />Solitary points in our own small universes.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Night time fog! Everything is wet and cold and clammy.<br />Can't wait to crawl into that sleeping bag!<br />I do say, CHAP! That fog is sure a good diversion! </span></td></tr>
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<br />callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-63428671486423472142017-06-19T14:56:00.002-04:002017-06-19T14:56:27.355-04:00I have NOT taken up tennis......But there are DARK TRUTHS that must be confronted, and tales to tell. I have lost my story-telling MoJo so for now these stories ride and sail with me.<br />
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<br />callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-60948462406879602182016-08-07T20:34:00.000-04:002016-08-07T20:34:00.308-04:00SMALL REACH REGATTA 2016!After a year of self-imposed exile, Sea Pearl SCOUT and Cap'n Callsign sail in hard and fast to Brooklin, Maine for another exciting...<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">MRS MUMBLES came too, which was nice. So dependable, this MRS MUMBLES.</span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cap'n Jon sets up the bling on INDIGO while Chef Juan duckpunts by in<br />world-famous SAISON DuPUNT!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cap'n The Angry-Teuton sails by with his not-so-angry wife in D'COCONUT,<br />a take-apart CLC Passagemaker. First build, beautiful build. I hope they build more!<br />Note Duckpunt HALF-TIDE! Ooooohh, how many duckpunts are here?</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">THREE! COUNT 'EM! THREE DUCKPUNTS!<br />(Notice that Commodore Hazard is regretting his initial resistance to building such craft,<br />"Golly Gosh Darn It! He is saying to himself as we leave him behind.)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-size: small;">YOU GUESSED RIGHT INTREPID READER!<br /><b>"ThRRee! ThRRee duckpunts! AH AH AH AH" </b></span><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The three duckpunts on expedition!<br />MRS MUMBLES, HALF-TIDE, and SAISON DuPUNT<br />Love it! YES!<br />(Selfie by Cap'n Jon)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Yet again, the Caledonia Yawls are the fastest boats, along with the Sea Pearls and Coquinas.<br />NEDD LUDD, MABU (cheating with staysail), and MOLLY a Paul LaBrie peapod which<br />was quite speedy with the new rig. Good sailing!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">YES! FUNKY-FUNK ANDREW returns to GIS Amateur Style!<br />This year, sporting sporty topsail! What a lady-killer this boat is!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">SAUSAGE BRIAN how we missed thee dear pork loving friend!<br />How my heart pitters and patters at <br />the splitter spatter of your sausages<br />frying off the transom,<br />I smell the fat from here<br />and swoon in your arms,<br />revive me with fermented malts.<br /><br /><br />(how awkward!)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cap'n Jon and INDIGO sails to the thunderheads<br />looking for adventure<br />and safe harbor<br />wing and wing</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dragging the leg so we can catch up and talk and...<br /><u>...WOAH!</u> LOVELY WIFE SIGHTING IN THE BOW!<br />A rare moment for GIS Amateur Style! She is an elusive creature, <br />often not seen in such an alien environment.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cap'n Jon decided to take over Half-Tide Rock in the harbor. The other duckpunts follow his lead.<br />We quickly colonize the rock and declare ownership, kick out the natives, and impose taxes<br />on any new settlers.</span> </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Funky-Funk Andrew rows quickly in and takes the Half-Tide rock back for England, <br />For Queen, For Glory,For Empire, etc etc etc <br />and then he promptly gets attacked by...</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">...The native bloodthirsty barnacles who are completely opposed to autocratic English rule.<br />(<a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2014/08/small-reach-regatta-2014-return-of-hog.html">remember SRR 2014?</a>)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Funky-Funk Andrew decides HE TOO needs a duckpunt while Commodore Hazard avoids<br />the local taxes and stays offshore in SLIFPER</span></td></tr>
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I return SO FASTLY from the last post, with yet another GIS Amateur Style-blog cruisefest! It's like we are on the fire with crazy-quick back-to-back cruising, and probably an epic post coming up next week too! What's going on around here?!<br />
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To recap, a few weeks ago the NNECS crew went out and beat the pants of Casco Bay and ate lobster products and got rained on. <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2016/06/the-thunder-rolls-and-nnecs-sails-out.html">Obviously you know this because you already read about this great adventure here</a> and you're an Official Intrepid Reader vying for Free Parking!<br />
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This week, Chef Juan and I decided to go beat around Lake Champlain! Back we went, back, into the hinterland deep in the mountains, where there is a lake bathed in the golden light of an Adirondack sun, crowned by mountains and sung of by the poets. She is the olde western frontier, the edge of the known colonial world. At one time, Lake Champlain was THE highway and avenue to get products, goods, and people into the mid-west. This body of water not only anchors the incredible Champlain Valley, it also was highly contested battlefield from the French-Indian war until the War of 1812. So many American war dead repose in her waters. Quiet lake, loud history.<br />
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Little did I know what that crazy-man Chef Juan had in mind for me! Ghosting, rowing, more rowing, rowing, and then a 14 hour sailing SLOGFEST OF DOOM which I care not to repeat. I like to stop and see things and eat food and drink water and walk around a bit. Maybe pee too, I like peeing. This is Vermont, sure, no lobster shacks, but what about an ice-cream stand or two? Anything?<br />
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NO! FOURTEEN hours on my boat is just TOO MUCH. I bow, I scrape the ground with my nose, I capitulate, I revoke my status of Sailor-Lord-King in front of Chef Juan the muscle-endurance power of NNECS.<br />
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All hail.<br />
<b>HAIL.</b><br />
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Chef Juan flexes his Sinewy Muscles of Kitchendom and he:<br />
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I show up late for dramatic effect and we hustle to get going. The forecast called for 10-13 out of the north, and the drive testified that the landmass was experiencing such nice wind, but the lake was experience feeble breezing out of the south and it ended up dying in a catastrophic fashion. We snuck our way north to Knight Island, with much ponderous rowing.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The Adirondacks of my distant far-gone long ago dreams. They weigh heavily on me.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;">I can see him snickering at me from here.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I am glad to report I still camp like a messy hoarder you see on those TV shows.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;">CHEZ CHEF JUAN-on-WAXWING. (Think some of those Hudson River town names.)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">I helped as sous-chef and managed to NOT drop dinner into the bilges.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I row in as well, to look upon the ocean of calm.<br />I also leave a deposit in a convenient out-house for the gods of wind.<br />Poseidon, hear my smelly call!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">I will not step on land again until I am an old broken man this evening. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Little did I know at the time, the world seemed so green and good.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">After much fruitless, pointless, desperate tacking to windward to round North Hero, we run out of time and give up on the larger goal of rounding both North-Hero and Grand Isle and turn around for The Gut, between the Isles... </span><span style="font-size: small;">We will circumnavigate Grande Isle instead of both.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">the the west side of the island, where we will head south. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">FINALLY in the gut we get a lunch stop. I down three pieces of Chez-Chef-Juan's wife's chicken and then jumped onto these items which are supposed to be brownies, </span><span style="font-size: small;">but are apparently </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">DOUBLE-DOGGIE-DEATH PILLS or something to that effect. WOW. Unreal. Chef Juan's wife for PREZ! WOW. </span><span style="font-size: small;">I stole some and at them for breakfast the next day!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">America is land of the plastic, reversed-sheer, disaster boat. Someone-- somehow, someway--escaped assimilation and was able to stash a little peapod-ish row boat for use! Imagine! How deviant. I sneak in for a closer look before the capitalists come get me and foist something big loud and ugly upon me! Who is this mystery owner of this reasonable boat? </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Why does it not have speakers?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Why is it not covered in glitter? </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">STILL GOING DOWN THE WEST SIDE<br />"This is a big island!" I start thinking. "We should have started to do this sooner."</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Finally around the southern end of Grande Isle and Camel's Hump swings into view!<br />Check yer Vermont quarters! Ooooh get me off this boat! It's 730pm!</span><br />
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The Summer Triangle is back in the sky and the Northern New England Circumnavigation Society meets again and rides forth into Maine's blue water and June fogs. The inland storms do battle in their high aeries and we watch from our fortress island. It's good to be back on the water for real.</div>
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Oh, we go to <a href="http://www.ericasseafood.com/">ERICA'S again, which means lobster heaven. Scallop heaven. Fried Oysters, anyone? How about the CRABSTER? 3oz of Lobster, 1oz of Crab, 4oz of Perfection.</a> One of the very best lobster shacks in Maine. <b>ERICA'S is </b><u style="font-weight: bold;">small boat friendly!</u> Cash only. </div>
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GreenMountain John is now CHEF JUAN<br />
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For the weak of remembering NNECS is:<br />
Sea Pearl 21 SCOUT<br />
Sea Pearl 21 INDIGO<br />
François Vivier Ilur WAXWING<br />
Herreshoff Coquina SLIFPER</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I AM A CRABBY RULER OF THIS ISLAND</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">WE MEET AGAIN</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">THE COMMODORE JUMPS WAVES FOR BREAKFAST</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">CHEF JUAN SAILS INTO THE FOG</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">THE COMMODORE SAILS INTO THE FOG</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I don't sail into the fog and get a nice tan</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Chef Juan took this picture</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">We raft to converse, eat, and drink.<br />MERRINESS TOO.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I take SLIFPER ouf for a ride and the Commodore<br />foints the way so I don't hif rocks</span> </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">FRIENDS</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">CHEF JUAN COOKS ANOTHER MEAN MEAL FOR US<br />TWO-BURNER STYLE<br />LIKE A BOSS</span></td></tr>
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<b><u>DAY TWO</u></b></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">CHEF JUAN and WAXWING under the mackerel sky</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The Commodore rolls in NOT-SO-HOT</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">BREAKFAST TIME, WHERE'S THE SUN?!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Drying clothes can only mean one thing:<br />IT RAINED A LOT</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">ERICA'S SEAFOOD<br />The one, the only.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">HEADING TO JEWELL</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">THE THUNDER ROLLS IN</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">NNECS rows into Jewell for exploration</span></td></tr>
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<b>IN WHICH CHEF JUAN SETS UP AN OUTHAUL WITH MUCH SUCCESS</b></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Partnership and community building</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Setting the anchor</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The Commodore and Chef Juan work together while <br />Cap'n Jon wanders off at a critical time<br />I think he's looking at rocks.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">SUCCESS</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">CHEF JUAN walks through the birch grove of his distant dreams<br />while birdsong pulls him onwards into the forest<br />with the crashing sea around and the thunder above<br />we all walk the lonely paths through our forests of birch and fern</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The next valley over</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I (author) use my new precision engineered German umbrella while everyone<br />laughs at me from their tents. Some buddies these guys are! Jeez-O.<br />The umbrella was great, though.</span></td></tr>
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<b><u>DAY THREE</u></b></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Intrepid Readers may remember my fondness for SOFT-BOILED EGGS<br />I believe the art of cooking the perfect soft-boiled egg has skipped a generation.<br />As it is with many things, I remain an anomaly to my age group.<br />I cook damn good soft-boiled eggs. Ignore the sand that got into it.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">WAXWING CRUSHING IT</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Kinda-lunch on Whaleboat Island<br />We should have had lunch but didn't<br />Stupid.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The most heroic picture of Cap'n Jon EVAR.<br />I mean, c'mon guys, is he not being SUPER MANLY right now, or what?<br />He's like a steel-worker.<br />We towed the two other boats back up the Royal River to the ramp due to a 20kt+ wind blowing straight down the river, and a contrary tide. The water looks smooth because there is no fetch. It was blowing hard here. We could have easily spent the night at the mouth but some of us (me) had to go home, so we fired up the Iron Mizzens. </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I tow the Commodore.<br />I will say, his sailing into my precarious position close to the shore combined with <br />my tow-line throwing were so perfect, it was like we were sailors, or something.<br />Had to see it. Seamanship pays off.</span></td></tr>
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<b><u>THE END FOR NOW, THE SUMMER IS YOUNG</u></b></div>
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callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-89904628787751360442016-06-09T21:11:00.001-04:002016-06-10T08:19:10.065-04:00The Seal Says, "ART-ART"<div style="text-align: center;">
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GIS Amateur Style loves to follow the wonderfully chill blog of Trevor over at "<a href="http://trevor-whatever.blogspot.com/">eh...whatever</a>." It's a beguiling compendium of middle-America rustica swarming with boats, bikes, pipes, guns, camping, leathercraft, other miscellany, and finally-- art.</div>
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Recently, I participated in a call-to-action by Trevor and donated money to a local family near him that was dealing with tragedy. To spur interest for this local cause, he offered a coffee related painting. I asked for one of Cap'n Jon and his Phoenix III, TWO HEARTED-- but painted out of <u>coffee</u>-- <a href="http://trevor-whatever.blogspot.com/2016/01/another-coffee-sketch.html" target="_blank">which is something that Trevor is famous for!</a> Very, very groovy.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cap'n Jon sailing through the Milky Way of his caffeine-fueled dreams.<br />Free parking to those that correctly deduce the location on the map!</span></td></tr>
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Additionally, and without request...!!!<br />
Woah, Trevor, Woah!<br />
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Absolutely slamming job, I say, slamming.<br />
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THANK YOU TO TREVOR from the entire staff here at GIS Amateur Style & tSP21T<br />
<br />callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-20714193532247626622016-05-18T15:33:00.000-04:002016-05-18T17:09:33.508-04:00Duckpunting HO! MRS MUMBLES on the loose again!This is going to be very straightforward. Any Intrepid Reader knows exactly how this is probably going to go, and I assure you that this crazy blog won't disappoint. <u>I KNOW</u> you've been waiting all year with heart-in-throat and I have pictures of sure proof that all is still right with the world: The sun still shines in your portion of the cerulean sky and we are not part of an extraterrestrial hologram. Breathe that sigh of relief, Intrepid Reader, tuck your children into bed with joy, enjoy that whiskey by the evening fire, and rejoice! The Cold War is over!<br />
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And <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2015/05/woe-and-duckpunting-or-dory-dan-bailing.html" target="_blank">Dory Dan's duckpunt still leaks</a>!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">We gather to sail south, towards the Clamming Grounds.<br />This year, I brought my hypothermia kit.</span></td></tr>
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Winds were honking when we got to the ramp, I'd say gusting to 20kts, a little more than we were expecting or asked for. However, champs like us see this as an opportunity to test our mettle against the elements. What are a couple of New Englanders like us afraid of? We are sailors and gritty, and like it cold and wet. Our ancestors had it worse. Full speed ahead! I brought my hypothermia dry bag in case I dumped it and went into the drink. I'm glad, because I forgot my drysuit at home. Dory Dan forgot his bailing bucket at home. This induced a moment of extreme incredulous in me for as we may remember... the first sail of the season for his duckpunt usually means she has to "take-up" a bit.<br />
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He looked at me, I looked at him, and I promptly poured the rest of the contents of a windshield-wiper fluid bottle into a spare nalgene rolling around in my car (I'm not going to waste wiper fluid, I come from a long line of frugal Yankees) and then I cut the bottom off. While doing this, Dan told me about the slick-seaming he did and how he left the punt outside this winter so it shouldn't be <i>AS BAD AS LAST YEAR, etc., and then added: I have my clamming bucket, but it has holes in it, </i>and other such gems of conversation. Anyway, I made the Instant Bailer, boom! This saved the expedition from more lateness to the Clamming Grounds, as the tide was about to turn in but a few moments and we had little to lose.<br />
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I sped off, making good time. The punt is exhilarating downwind! There was a small mudflat to my starboard and I put in briefly to re-arrange my living situation. Dory Dan was close behind, charging hard.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">SAY IT AIN'T SO, DORY DAN! SAY IT AIN'T SO!<br />check out bailer in aft cabin</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">YES! The picture that begins the season for realz! DORY DAN BAILING HIS PUNT!<br />History! Intrepid Readers rejoice!<br />"I can see it coming in through the planks," he says!<br />Tumultuous crowds line the banks of the marsh to ogle!<br />Mayor proclaims May 17 as Dory Dan Bailing Day!<br />"It's coming in as fast as I can bail it out!" he mutters to himself!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dory Dan finally southbound--<br />...still bailing...</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Chasing Dory Dan downind. What a day! What weather! </span></td></tr>
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We arrived at the Clamming Grounds just as the other clammer-types were cleaning up their gear and heading home. Dan anchored his punt and starting clawing away at the mud, making excellent time and many large holes. This guy is Mr. Muscles, fo' sho'. We had to quickly retreat into the middle of the flat as Dan was forced by the tide to leave behind one hole after another. Three holes he dug, in quick succession, throwing clams into his bucket. I watched the boats, now in the distance, slowly float and then become isolated beings in a sea of water. As the tides closed over the mudflat, I looked around myself in a sweeping circle while standing in ankle-deep water, thousands of feet from the nearest shore and surrounded by the broad blue expanse. The sun began to set beyond the clouds with golden fingers flecking the virgin green grass on the marshes. Silence except for the wind washing across the sound. This was certainly a moment of reckoning, of isolation, of mortality, as the water rose to my boot tops. The siren song of the sea, I suppose, or something else. So close to humanity and yet in that moment so far, far away. 'Twas a beautiful moment.<br />
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What joy, this duckpunting.<br />
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<br />callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-42478206460223056332016-05-10T21:34:00.000-04:002016-05-10T22:23:21.079-04:00Good Poetry and Delightful Rosé Get Mixed Up With a Bad Crowd<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">What is this life if, full of care,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">We have no time to stand and stare?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">(from Leisure, WH Davies)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">There comes a time in the year when every noble skipper and daring captain decides to prepare for the upcoming season. In theory, this means a careful inventory of gear and supplies aboard the ship with some elbow grease thrown in for good measure while things are set to order, Bristol Fashion, etc. etc. I can see all you seasoned salts now, nodding your heads in collective agreement, stroking your fine beards and thinking of Preparations Past.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I strive to do the same, but fail on a regular, disheartening basis. I am coming slowly to the point of accepting that I am a lazy, messy sailor, a somewhat indifferent boatbuilder, and while I may aspire to higher levels of exacting standards I'm almost positive that I'm only fooling myself.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>SO I WENT SAILING! ALSO, I ONLY HAD CHOCOLATE AND COFFE FOR BREAKFAST!</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Who wants to putz around the boat in the backyard on a beautiful spring day when there are ISLANDS TO CIRCUMNAVIGATE and BRIDGES TO DUCK UNDER and other such funness that is paramount to long and healthy life?! It is mucho easier to pack the above mess back into their respective bags, compartments, boxes, and 5-gallon buckets and hitch the wagon to the black and dark and somewhat underpowered 4 Horses of Mazda and get the screw out of DODGE! Vroooooom to Great Bay! It was ascertained by close examination of nautical charts that there were two islands that were begging for some hot NNECS action! (<span style="font-size: xx-small;">did not actually look at charts but happened upon islands that had been forgotten to the mists of memory and time)</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">With much bravery and gusto Lovely Wife and the dashing Captain Callsign hit the Squamscott River and motored north. We had wind and tide against us and a low slung railroad bridge to contend with. The Iron Mizzen started on the first pull with last year's gas (!!! huzzah, I say, this is where you should say "huzzah" as well), and we plowed northward into the beckoning and everlasting sky and the endless horizons that only salt water delivers. SCOUT purred contentedly, afloat once more as she shook off her winter sentence of garagist isolation. The garage is just the WORST.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The masts go up and sails roll out.<br />The flags fly and we power ahead, quiet now.<br />We sneak up on those islands.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Once we arrived at the islands the circumnavigation commenced. We pull around the first one, and beat up the narrow channel while watching copulating horseshoes up on the banks. The Lovely Wife found this oddly exciting. The channel was narrow and the tacking strategic, and I made a wonderful close pass of the weather end of the island, dodged some rocks and took off wing-and-wing back down the other side. We pressed in close to the terrain, skimming the bottom by a few inches. I love the Sea Pearl 21 for this! Whatta boat. Lovely Wife finds it unremarkable as she knows nothing else but shallow draft. "Is this something special?" she asks, slightly annoyed as I continuously point out the perilously close bottom that speeds by. YES. YES IT IS. Shallow draft. Follow at Own Risk.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">We glided into the lee of the first island and dropped the hook for a SCOUT special: <u>Picnic On A Herreshoff Designed Cutting Board.</u> Everyone knows how special this is. Today's fare consisted of a prosciutto sandwich, a chicken shawarma burrito (you can find this delicacy at Wellington's in Concord, NH) and a "delightful" bottle of rosé by Famille Lafage... Miraflors 2015 from southwest France. Of course, it was kept cold, thanks to SCOUT's very modern high-tech cooler that is the envy of all other coolers. I know a thing or two about coolers. Also joining us for picnic was my new Mudd Knife, courtesy of Lovely Wife, and the book "Good Poems."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">During picnic time there was much enjoying of the rosé, the sandwiches, and most deviously, the book "Good Poems." Clandestine-like at our secret anchor hide-out we read several poems to each other as we swayed in the quiet lee of the island. It was a devilish affair, very deviant, and dark. The only other sounds were the lapping water, some seagulls, and the wind in the trees as it swirled complex shapes around this terrestrial obstruction, our island. AND OF COURSE we were serenaded by the continuous yapping of an obviously untrained derelict spoiled dog coming from the deluxe apartment compound on Moody's Point, just south. 'Merika.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Anyway, great book. Good poems. Really.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Go sailing, Intrepid Readers. The Waters, they beckon you like songs from above and over the horizon, those songs that you can't hear but you know that they are there. Go, answer their call, their siren call. Lose yourself, just go, go now. Water is calling.... Answer!</span><br />
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<br />callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-38557980861217735612016-04-28T21:23:00.001-04:002016-05-04T10:12:57.643-04:00Seasonal Prep: Maintenance KitThe sounds, smells, and sights of Spring are upon us, Intrepid Reader, and it is time to shake SCOUT out of her slumber and get her ready for what I hope is going to be an epic season of sailing, expeditioning, and other nautical delights!<br />
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In that light, I've decided to do a mini-series on the different gear I carry about my stalwart steed, and <u>I strongly invite the reader to suggest other equipment that they may see fit.</u> We start with the maintenance kit, which is a toolshed in a bag.<br />
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In the upper left is a bag of nylon webbing straps with bucks. I somehow acquired a significant amount of nylon straps and buckles and cannot remember why or how. They seem useful, so I carry them aboard Scout, but I've never used them. Below the bag of straps is parachute cord, sail thread, and twine. Adjacent is a sailmaking palm. Then, two boxes of screws, and Gorilla Tape, duct tape, and sail repair tape and a random cleat in case I want to cleat something in the head.... (sounds dramatic!).<br />
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Continuing counterclockwise, a wide assortment of carabiners, shackles, clips, blocks, fairleads, one camcleat, and a hundred plastic zipties. The serious Intrepid Reader knows that I pretty much bend on all my sails (GIS and duckpunt) to their yards with zipties because I am lazy, they are cheap, and it works. I will never win a classy hoity-toity prize at Mystic, but I'm not in the sailing for the prizes. I'm into sailing for the BABES. This blog is not known for the babes, but I am ever hopeful that one day they will materialize and I will have the best blog post ever seen!</div>
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Next up we have a bag of leather (literally, a bag) from some of my favorite rum, leather strapping, a spare oarlock, and an extra propellor for the Iron Mizzen. Finally we rest our eyes on what I call "Tools in a Slightly Oiled T-Shirt." Pretty self-explanatory there.</div>
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NOW, strictly speaking in a maintenance (not emergency) sense, what else would you include in the above kit? Anything you find indispensable that I do not have but should? <br />
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WOAH WOAH WOAH! 2016 already here in but a few breaths from the last time the date rotated a digit. I muse over what these next twelve months will bring, and I contemplate the past twelve, and while doing so I completely forget the present, which is the only thing I actually have any meager semblance of control over. It is humbling to see another passage completed in such record time. How, I ask in a futile moment of weakness, how can I move slower and appreciate this brief moment in the sun on this whirring blurring Machine Planet? Sail more? Throw out the anchor more? The concept of slow is relative, and I still want, nay- demand fast sailboats! Am I my own worst enemy? Yes, 6 knots! Get out of my way! <br />
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There is an antidote to my 6 knot obsession! I live in such a wonderful part of the world that there are at least 21 other people who think the same way, and they join forces under the majestic banner of the <a href="http://tsca.net/" target="_blank">Traditional Small Craft Association</a>- Downeast Chapter. Every year, under that noble flag of flowing silk they look with steely eyes into the very watery depths of the New Year and see a wonderful opportunity to go rowing with friends! Yes, rowing! That mighty and subversive act of moving a transportation device through the water with your own body- human power, muscle power, it is the kin to biking and cross country skiing and it is good and it remains holy in our profaned world.<br />
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Lovely Wife and I went rowing in Camden, Maine to herald in a new tour around our Sun. We rode into this port town in company with the illustrious Cap'n Jon and the legendary TWO HEARTED, his Phoenix III. I took THE BEV, a Beverly Dinghy built out of polyester resin in the late 50s/early 60's for the Beverly Yacht Club as a club tender for racing and learning to sail. She's 11 1/2' long, carries a wood half-wishbone boom with a rotating mast, and has been in the family for decades. I believe this is a first appearance for THE BEV on GISAmateur Style! HUZZAH! <br />
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I wish a most happy new year to all my Intrepid Readers! Join me and go outside more. Weave together the stories of today that you will remember tomorrow. Watch the sun pass by once in a while and remind yourself of the hurtling speeds we are doing on our little rock. Hoist your sail or dip your oars and watch the waves your little craft makes as she plies the waters. Such small wakes we leave in the oceans. <br />
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The New Year's Row in some pictures:<br />
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It smelled like old Wendy's fast food that lay smoldering under a Las Vegas highway overpass, somewhat wicked but rapidly desiccating into something oddly familiar and satisfying. Much like a flatulence that waffles between pride and disownership. The desert dries all things with a hint of sage and concrete, as does the mystery powder in the bottom of the Doodie Bag (but without the sage). </div>
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I was contemplating this and other mysteries from the toilet lid of a 5 gallon bucket amongst pine needles and the quiet lapping of water on a Maine island. The flies were already moving onto my location and unbeknownst to me and my buzzing friends, so were 10 college women (and some men) intent on preparing a campsite for a Freshman Orientation Week.</div>
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<b>Sea Pearl SCOUT IS BACK OUT ON THE PROWL!</b><br />
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AHOY INTREPID READERS!<br />
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I welcome you back to another wonderful and beguiling installment of GISAmateur Style! This has been a tumultuous year of tribulation, complete with physical ailments, professional shakeups, ponderous <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2015/05/woe-and-duckpunting-or-dory-dan-bailing.html">tragedy</a>, and mighty little sailing. (We missed the Small Reach Regatta, horrors!). Last week however, SCOUT and I went cruising, and we did it in company and we did it well and BY POSEIDON and his graciousness and his fury we had a goddamm good time and some great sailing!<br />
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-Commodore Hazard! and his lovely sneaky fast Coquina SLIFPER<br />
-GreenMountain John and his one-and-only lug rigged yawl Ilur in the world, WAXWING<br />
-Cap'n Jon, of Pheonix III fame but in his newly acquired SeaPearl 21, INDIGO<br />
-And me, Captain Callsign, with of course, SCOUT.<br />
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Our objective was the circumnavigation of Sebascodegan Island, or Great Island, which I did solo last year. <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2014/06/sebascodegan-island-circumnavigation.html">You can read this account here.</a> We decided to do it again because it is just such a groovy trip, with varied sailing, nice little holes to duck into, and it was in good proximity to the four of us and our schedules.<br />
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SCOUT and I were the last to arrive at Bethel Point Marine, which has parking and a slimey ramp. Overnight trailer parking can be tough to find, and Bethel Point offers it at $6 a day per vehicle. Don't screw this up! Everyone was already in the water, sprawling around their boats and looking suspiciously content. Commodore Hazard came bouncing up the ramp and greeted me to watch SCOUT while I parked the trailer. We had little sunlight left and in a jumble of camping gear and badly stowed rigging, we set forth for our first anchorage of the night, tucked in just west of Yarmouth Island.<br />
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We rafted up for dinner, and quickly bonded over a love of literature, food, exciting beverages to go with said food, lantern light and starlight. MAYBE we talked about boats, too! We bedded down in our steeds open to the night sky and we watched the celestial dome spin about our paltry selves. I lay for a while staring at the Summer Triangle directly overhead musing to myself that this was the first time I was seeing it this season. It was an old friend that meant camping and warm nights, mosquitoes and high adventure. In that moment I missed the Triangle terribly and was glad to see it against the backdrop of the Milky Way. Palpable relief settled upon me, and as a few stray meteorites streaked into their hot oblivion, I fell deep asleep. We were under the stars again and life was made right.<br />
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I awoke way too early in the morning with Commodore Hazard and GreenMountain John shouting at each other across the anchorage about what a "GREAT DAY" it was. It was 6am. Maybe 5. It was early. I don't know. Some people work for a living.<br />
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We rafted up for breakfast, and planned to go around Orr before heading up the west coast of Sebascodegan.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>DAY 2: THE EPIC RUN</b></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Red arrow lower left: Lunch<br />Red arrow upper right: 2nd Anchorage<br />Yellow: Rowing<br />Tacking is approximate</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Commodore Hazard was ready to go about an hour before anyone else. <br />If this is Retirement, I want some.</span></td></tr>
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We tacked out of our anchorage and quickly realized we missed the slack tide. It was now flooding, we were beating upwind, and our plan to round Orr Island was looking like it was going to take a while. Having spent the past several months chasing schedules and moving at the speed of modern transportation, I admit my brain was not running at the same time/distance equation as wind, water, and tide. This mental disconnect with the pace was unnerving, full of internal conflict. I seriously contemplated screwing the plan to go around Orr and running down Gun Point Cove like I did last year, but Hazard kept doggedly marching south and so I did too.<br />
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We put in at Cedar Beach on the northern tip of Bailey Island to break down the rigs to get under the the bridge between Bailey and Orr Island. Cedar Beach is <a href="http://www.pressherald.com/2014/09/17/harpwsell-residents-celebrate-beach-access-decision/">a touchpoint on public access to water.</a> I have said this before and I will say it again... access to the water is part of our American Birthright, and we let it slip away to private interests at our peril!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">SCOUT and I rowing underneath the bridge.<br />It looks like a bunch of jumbled concrete, right?<br /><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/capnjon21">Cap'n Jon took this picture, click for more</a></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">NO it's lincoln-log stacked blocks of granite! This didn't take any work, I'm sure.<br /><a href="http://www.maine.gov/mdot/historicbridges/otherbridges/baileyislandbridge.htm">More here</a></span></td></tr>
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On the other side of the Bailey Island Bridge we rowed up to<a href="http://www.cookslobster.com/"> Cook's Lobster House.</a> This was fortunate because it was lunch time. It was also unfortunate because it was lunch time and the ferry from Portland just regurgitated about 120 people whose sole purpose in life was to eat at that very moment at Cook's. Fortunately, GreenMountain John was able to sweet talk Cook's into giving us take-out and they happily obliged! Cook's is now on the approved Lobster Eating-Place List here at GISAmateur! Congratulations Cook's!<br />
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After lunch, we spun out and then began one of the most incredible downwind runs I have ever had the pleasure to enjoy. The tide and the wind were at our backs, the breeze was building, we were four well matched boats, and the sun was out and we were going somewhere!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">A Rozinante... it was a real treat to watch Commodore Hazard and SLIFPER spin around her.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">WAXWING, SLIFPER, and INDIGO coming out from under the Mountain Rd. bridge </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">INDIGO rounding the corner at Doughty Point <br />with the Long Reach in the background.<br />GREAT SAILING</span></td></tr>
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In some wild way, we timed the tide exactly as planned and hit the notorious Gurnet Straight at full slack. We struck our rigs and rowed under the bridge which delineates the northern tip of Sebascodegan Island. We convened on the other side and decided to push further west and tuck in on the east side of Merritt Island and anchor for the night. This small section really became a booming reach with fast sailing and a circumnavigation of Merritt itself, which revealed to us that the "bar" connecting Merritt to the mainland is not sand but rocks, and it's also not charted. We all bumped boards but escaped any serious damage, and dropped our hooks in a little calm paradise. This is where we all couldn't agree how to best anchor and enjoy the boats and the shoreline.<br />
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GreenMountain John decided to rig an outhaul, which as my Intrepid Readers will remember, is usually some sort of exercise in frustration, and this was no exception. I swore at this moment that I am finally going to get around to getting that Anchor Buddy, which would solve a lot (not all) of our shore/tide problems. That being said, there's something humorous about watching two sailors tangle with outhauls.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Now the outhaul is hopelessly wrapped around SLIFPER's rudder.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Still working on it. That Commodore Hazard is persistent, he is.<br />Hey...Who's outhaul is this, anyway?</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I was forced -against my will- to take this picture of the final successful outhaul attempt.<br />This success came at a great cost of time, took two people, two boats, and much<br />editorializing from the Peanut Gallery (me).<br />I salute GreenMountain John for his fortitude and persistence in seeing this through.<br />They do work sweet, when they work.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">FINALLY we can get down to eating!<br />Most bad-ass raft up ever.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Chef BoyardJohn just slayed this dinner for us unthankful compatriots:<br />Spirali and pesto sauce with smoked scallops.<br />Paired with his home-brewed beers.<br />Luxury.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cured meats and soft cheeses. <br />Commodore Hazard enlightening us on the subject of boom crutches and <b>Other Exciting Subjects.</b><br />Cap'n Jon listens politely to his superiors. (Smart, Cap'n Jon!)</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>DAY THREE</b></span><br />
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So it came to pass that we awoke to a more humid and less sunny day than Day 2. We decided on a humble goal of making it down to the The Basin and tucking in there for the afternoon. We would have the tide and wind slightly against us, and we just went ahead and enjoyed the sailing it would provide. <br />
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Of course this morning after my coffee I headed onto Merritt Island to enjoy my morning constitutional. It was foggy and midweek and who would show up at 8am?, I thought to myself. I dawdled and certainly did not conceal myself, planting my 5 gallon pail right on a major walking thoroughfare from the north end to the south end of the island. I was a king, and this was my land, dammit! I leisurely finished up and turned around just to see a group of college girls (and 2 dudes or so) come walking over the landbridge from the mainland! Forty seconds later, and they would have received what I would imagine is a very unpleasant site of me with my pants bunched around my seaboots cleaning up. My timing was as close as close could be. I walked by the happy group, Doodie Bag in hand, while they cavorted over to the island where moments ago I was most vulnerable. I'm almost regretting my great timing, I feel I robbed them of a good story to tell over the weekend to their classmates. Maybe I would have said something pithy too, just to spice up their story. (probably not)<br />
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Sailing wise, at times the wind was fickle coming through the narrows, but it picked up just fine later in the day and we made good time. We stopped for lunch for more cured meats and soft cheeses, of course. INDIGO and SCOUT had an epic tacking battle into The Basin that wowed the locals who motored over later to talk to us champion sailor types. Then we settled in for another evening of eating. I think at this point we were beginning to feel it.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Waking up on Day 2 was a little more peaceful, less shouting and the like.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">GreenMountain John sculling WAXWING and showing us all how it's done.<br />In the background you can see Commodore Hazard preparing for his morning constitutional,<br />after the college group had left, of course. He either has better timing, or less sense of adventure. Not sure which is better.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Lunch time! Yeah!<br />This is where the immortal "Captain F***Head" (as christened by the Commodore)<br />motored by with a big wake bashing the Coquina's rudder onto the rocks, <br />forever turning "Slipper" into "Slifper" as the pintle rubbed the paint off the transom.<br />...And if you think about it,<br />SLIFPER is just so much cooler, because now there's a story.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Tied up in The Basin in triumph. This is what it looks likes, when one triumphs at life.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">This is what not-so triumphant puzzlement looks like.<br />How do I get off the rock and into the boat<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinOlnIbNNjdCaWafwKQ9c9MUPVyUhMFsC8uKm4UJyZGR4MsAAwwK2TqCjZUrt_hDbvsu1CapPLfio4f3SC5yy3yBqm9Ed9aVWQNOyeRix7s1beOi8ZViYIuJMqIQDDCapZ-vChyphenhyphenL_YYaM/s1600/DSC00735.JPG">without doing what I did last year to myself?</a></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Making the dinner, again! Tonight, it was Cap'n Jon's turn. <br />He added a special fiberglass ingredient to his dish after he dumped dinner into his bilges. <br />This does not bother sailors like us, this only makes us<br />more resilient! Delicious boaty taste, hmm hmm good.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>DAY FOUR: FOGGY FINAL COUNTDOWN</b></span><br />
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During the night in The Basin we were hit with a particularly hard yet short rain shower which tested all of our tent designs. Cap'n Jon and I have the convertible cabin that comes with the Sea Pearl, but mine is 29 years old and showing it's age and the leaks to prove it. It is definitely time for a new one.<br />
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We all woke up around the same time and slowly made ready to ship off. Cap'n Jon was adamant that we stop in Cundy's Harbor and scour the landscape for food, and we all thought this a fine idea and did not oppose him. Jon carries the Tome of Tomes: The Maine Cruising Guide. How he keeps it dry and in good shape I have no idea, because my MITA guide makes it about 4 trips before becoming a sopping mess. This year, it made it three days since I left it on deck and we had the aforementioned rainshower.<br />
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Regardless, Cundy's Harbor is home to Holbrooks Lobster Wharf which is another fine dining establishment with a small-boat friendly dock. Sailing in New England can be boiled (steamed?) down to one goal: Lobster-Hopping and dammit, if it isn't good! It makes us New Englanders strong.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Commodore Hazard makes it quite clear how he maintains discipline and order in the fleet!<br />This is not a man to be trifled with. He is retired, and he rows, and his name is Hazard.<br />All fury, all the time.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;">(Steamed Lobster + Steamers) = Steamed Combo.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">I am quickly rebuffed by the Commodore and reprimanded, "That's not MATH, that's ARITHMETIC. I'm getting the Lobster Quesadilla."</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">4 Skippers + 1 Camera + Timer = Class Graduation Photo.<br />(Look at the Commodore's muscles! and that steely gaze framed by the wise beard)<br /><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/capnjon21/">Cap'n Jon took this photo</a></span></td></tr>
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After lunch it was time to put this circumnavigation to bed. The wind was rising, the humidity was increasing, and we had heard ominous rumors of thunderstorms to the west approaching our location. We hopped in the boats against an increasing flood tide and onshore breeze. Time to get moving! We quickly encountered the fog and picked our way around Cundy's Point. We hove to, and regrouped to make sure no one was left behind. Then, it was a quick scuttle back to Bethel Point with the wind and tide pushing us along. Commodore looked over at me with a look of exasperation, "I can't believe it's over.... Let's do it again!" I looked at him hard... I had the food and the water to do another one, and who could fault us if we had? We were a tight group. We all sailed very well, had excellent on-the-water skills, could handle our boats, and we got along swimmingly. I am proud to be acquainted with such top-notch gentlemen sailors and I have difficulty expressing the great time I had.<br />
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What wonderful sailing!<br />
What a wonderful group of sailors!<br />
What great boats!<br />
What a coastline that we have in our backyards!<br />
WHAT KINGS WE ARE!<br />
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If you found this interesting, GreenMountain John has <a href="http://forum.woodenboat.com/showthread.php?196057-Around-Sebascodegan-and-Orr-Islands-by-Sail-and-Oar/page2">posted a thread at Wooden Boat</a> with another perspective and his pictures.</div>
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callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-16691697663634650482015-05-09T23:21:00.002-04:002015-05-12T10:16:49.308-04:00WOE and DUCKPUNTING (or, Dory Dan Bailing His Punt)<b><span style="font-size: large;">WOE</span></b><br />
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Intrepid Readers and Mates, ahoy. I unfortunately announce the passing of Count Gregoire de Frontenac, adventurer, <i>philosophe,</i> and beloved brother-in-law. He now sails the night skies into the oblivion of which we must all follow.<br />
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You may remember Count Gregoire from the breathlessly exciting Amateur Hour installment: <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2012/08/biltrek2012.html">BILTREK2012</a> (legendary) and a short follow up featuring his futuristic Ship of Tubes and Plastic Bags in <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2013/03/count-gregoire-de-frontenac-goes-on.html">Count Gregoire de Frontenac Goes On Adventure</a>. I for one will certainly miss Count Gregoire quite deeply. And so, with him in my heart and mind, I decided to go DUCKPUNTING! (trumpets!)<br />
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<b>YES DUCKPUNTING!</b> <u>Duckpunting makes all things straight and good</u>, and I decided what a better day to go duckpunting than the day before the memorial event! A sailing-memorial of sorts, if you will. So with Count Gregoire in heart and mind I sped down the interstate to our favorite Stereotypical New England Character, Cap'n Dory Dan! I had big plans and visions in my head of duckpunting, streaming a black pennant, putting MRS MUMBLES into distress, disorder, and discombobulation for a mourning photo op, and making a libation-ous offering to Poseidon for the safe passage of Count Gregoire across the Oceans of Tyme. (thyme?)<br />
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As I pulled into Dory Dan's homestead, I realized I forgot the black pennant. No big deal, we can still put MRS MUMBLES into mourning and make libation-ous offerings. Dory Dan was deep in his duckpunt, fixing the broken mast step and thwart from our last punting day the autumn prior. The air was thick with the smell of linseed oil and turps and freshly sawn pine.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">It's always 1882 at Dory Dan's</td></tr>
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Soon, we were down at the ramp and we found ourself looking at a very low river, with a very swift upcoming tide, and a stiff southerly breeze, also piping up the river. Dan decided to row (smart) I decided to sail (cheap gratification) and after two crossings of the river I thought I had made good on the wind, but due to the current found myself right back at the boat ramp. SOoooo, I struck the rig and popped out the oars, and rowed after Dan, who now had made significant passage south downriver.<br />
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I soon passed Dan, because his plank-on-frame duckpunt had been in his hot dry shed for the past three weeks. For you non-nautical types, that means his planks were dry, and not swollen shut and so every joint was like a faucet allowing water to enter the hull. Dan was bailing his duckpunt and flipping her on her side to empty the small ocean inside. I found this quaint, then quickly realized this was going to be the theme of the day.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Dory Dan rowing into a little creek I pulled into</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">YAR there be water in them bilges!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Dan emptying his duckpunt. Notice the dory-built construction style of his duckpunt.<br />
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Dan was quite humored by all the bailing he had to do, but was looking for less exposed areas to row, as a boat with several pounds of water in it equals no fun. We scoped out the creek and decided to cut a large corner off our route by taking the creek and then we'd row around the next point for lunch. There was a little less current and much less wind down low below the marshbanks.<br />
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We soon arrived at our lunch spot and declared it good. However, the tide was absolutely roaring up, and the sandbar was quickly underwater, the wind was whipping, and we were continuously retreating up the banks. I realized I was not going to be able to put MRS MUMBLES into mourning with her spars all ahoo unless I wanted to court some sort of damage or real-deal discombobulation, so instead I hastily poured a libation to Poseidon, while desperately holding on to my punt. Soon after serving the libations, we had a moment of silence, which lasted about as short of a moment as you can think, and we beat a hasty retreat up the bank. Dory Dan left his duckpunt solidly in the water so it would "take-up a bit during lunch" because he's an eternal optimist and I'm a willing friend who will listen to such daydreams.<br />
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After lunch, Dory Dan did some more bailing.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">OH Poseidon, watch after Count Gregoire with your aquatic-y goodness (Hi Neighbor!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">THE WATER COMING IN BETWEEN THE PLANKS FOR CHRISSAKE<b> I CAN SEE IT BUBBLING IN<br />(</b>super close-up picture of this available on request)</td></tr>
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WELL. Now came the downwind sailing back to the boat ramp. This is where the pictures kind of come to an end, because it was all-hands-on-deck downwind duckpunt sailing at high speeds. We were hanging on with our teeth, oar clamped in our armpits, two hands to the mainsheets, and hoping for the best. Nothing like the risk of hypothermia to really up the ante and the heart-rate. Duckpunts are fascinating creatures downwind, an adept sailor can heel the boat to windward and she will bear off the wind, or sheet in and bear up. It can even be hands-free. It works well, until the wind starts gusting to 20kts, and then you are in for a ride! But first:<br />
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We sailed back down the creeks we came up, often spinning out of control and hitting the banks. At one point I was gripping the boat for dear life on a full-on Nantucket Sleigh Ride, and turned back to hear a deep, primal hooting coming from Dory Dan. I fumbled the camera out as quick as I could as I watched him come roaring around the corner, bow in the air, water spilling in over his transom. We regrouped upriver to catch our breath and rest our arms. Our muscles were killing us, duckpunting in strong breezes is full-body exercise.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Dan is just <b>moving</b> in this pic. I wish I had more to show of this. Incredible sailing.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Mud adorns our bows as evidence of multiple excursions from the planned routes into the marshbanks.</td></tr>
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As we were getting ready to push off, I dropped my painter.<br />
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I dropped my painter, with current and wind pushing MRS MUMBLES upriver and away from me at a great rate of speed. I was marooned on a Massachusetts marsh that was quickly going to be covered in cold May ocean water. JEEPERS. And it was all my fault.<br />
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Dory Dan to the rescue! He jumped high, turned his punt around, and sailed like my life meant it in pursuit of MRS MUMBLES. He grabbed the punt with his oar, and then drifted/rowed the two boats to the marsh banks opposite me and across a large creek. I, in full sea-boots, took off at a sprint yelling over my shoulder that I would find a crossing of the marsh creek. Now, these creeks are narrow, but deep, well over 6 feet. I could only swim across, which this time of year wasn't in the cards. So run I did, which including jumping over many smaller creeks, and falling in the mud.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Dan stopped bailing, and sailed off to catch MRS MUMBLES...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"><span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Red dashes = Me, exercising my heart and lungs, running to meet Dan and boats</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Red arrow = Stranded</span><br />
Green Arrow = Dory Dan with boats<br />
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After a good run across a muddy marsh in my boots, Dan rowed back over to my stranded location and picked me up. In Dory Dan fashion, he chuckled, "I was yellin' to you that the creek goes for a mile you're never going to cross it." (Picture a Huck Finn type of character admonishing some adult, but in New England). Back at the boats, we headed downwind following the creek and worked our way back to the boat ramp. We absolutely flew down the creek, working upriver. The water was very smooth, and I did the balancing/heeling/sheeting steering technique thing, and it was wild and wooly and wonderful. A few times the boat snapped in one direction or another and I had to scramble to keep her from capsizing, but we made it to the end of the creek in an explosion of hooting and hollering. Exhilarating! This was really high-class sailing.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">My hero, Dan.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Bailing. Again. More bailing.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">And we're off for home! Coming down the creek</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Surf Cruisng!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Dreamscape</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Dory Dan inbound to the boat ramp. Yeah!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Just missing MRS MUMBLES</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">ASHORE! NO HYPO! I deem this day a success! </td></tr>
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Today was a fitting tribute to Count Gregoire de Frontenac. I didn't stream a black pennant. I didn't put MRS MUMBLES into a state of mourning and distress with her rig all ahoo. Honestly, most of the day was pandemonium so we certainly found ourselves in a distressed state by our own bumblings. Dory Dan certainly contributed to the distress with his sailing-colander that he calls a duckpunt. At least Poseidon got his own, and MRS MUMBLES and I went duckpunting, and Dory Dan and I got to sail together and talk about Count Gregoire and others that have passed before us.<br />
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WE HAD FUN, and that honors Count Gregoire more than anything else we could have done.<br />
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Stay healthy, Intrepid Readers and thank you for reading.<br />
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callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-4208435909393077812015-04-06T10:01:00.000-04:002015-04-06T10:01:49.383-04:00Where is IAZ,P now? Update from NYC!<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Oh boy Intrepid Readers- welcome to a very special installment of GISAmateur Style where we have asked <u>Cap'n </u></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><u>Patrick Danger-Danger</u> on an update and his version of events on acquiring and sailing <b>The Most Famous Goat Island Skiff in the World-- IAZ,P. </b>He has gladly obliged, and without further ado I present to you....</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Oh man, where to begin!!?!? So I made up my mind to build a dang boat finally. Even decided what type: The famed Goat Island Skiff of story and song. I had begun to cast about for some decent building space. New York City is not a great place to seek shop space for a labor of love like a small sailboat, so my search was fruitless and plagued with daydreams of tents in the mother-in-laws yard or a temporary shop in a storefront in a rundown neighborhood...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Anybody got a shop I can borry part time for like the next 2 years or so? While I figure out how to build this boat as I build it...?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Well I am not a big fan of "The Universe Will Provide" but the way things go some times what else is there to say? You make your luck. So I hooked up with DaveL. who had recently completed his </span><a href="http://gis-davlafont.blogspot.com/" style="background-color: white; color: #888888; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px; text-decoration: none;">GIS</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"> and was looking for crew for BIG ADVENTURE TIME. I thought "well here's an opportunity to have a sail or two in my chosen vessel" kind of a try before you buy kinda thing. Suffice to say, I ended up aboard GIS "Chivita" bound for adventure on the Long Island Sound and most epic of all in NY Harbor!!?!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"> in very close proximity to Lady Liberty and all her attendant craft big and small. Amazing and wonderful to say the least. Cap'n Dave at the helm ( I got some too!) and we sailed to and fro near Liberty Island and then made our way up the Hudson to visit the Entrepid on Mahattan's west side. What a day! This day became more sailing and aboard Dave's brother's yacht Flor D'Luna, a fine and comfortable Beneteau Oceanis 34'.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Through the East River and Hell Gate out into the Long Island Sound... A sailing weekend that started at a public ramp in New Jersey aboard a tiny yet beautiful hand crafted wooden dinghy (GIS Chivita) and ended with a cool beverage aboard a swanky modern yacht (SV Flor D'Luna) Whoa! how did that happen??!! You make yer luck.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Come the winter and Cap'n Rick of the good ship Flor D' Luna made it known that he would be entering the lady Flor in the </span><a href="http://www.alir.org/" style="background-color: white; color: #888888; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px; text-decoration: none;">Around Long Island Regatta</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">. For those ignorants, (few and far between of course) this regatta starts in the Atlantic Ocean off Rockaway Beach, Queens NY, heading East, leaves Montauk Light to port and finishes some time later in Glen Cove Long Island, Home port of the Seacliff Yacht Club, Regatta Sponsor, and Flor's home slip as well. Would I crew? Heck yeah! Sailing day and night? Excellent! Multiple days aboard Flor D'Luna? COOOOL!!! You make yer luck. Planning commenced and soon the crew manifest was full: a salty bunch of fools the lot! Ideas and Questions and Charts and What Goes Where and EPIRB and Harness etc. etc.and all the while looking at pictures and videos of various Goats, and the one in particular that is I Am Zinea, Pteradactylus. You know the one:</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha2FZqrZvkn6y2smjF2TWimbvrOfq9flCj3emiTf1FRFCjA1gYqFA5lpiiIQDC4rBFJ6CsHfGOnEVzDm-vZkm2lCCol2gIB1Zca72nJLm0lpSrHhnH-9xaHFHPPhO6xInSP2WgwBzEn24/s1600/IMG_0973.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><br /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">No question that Callsign has truly captured the essence of something very intense and special with his builder and sailor blog about boaty exploits along the rugged and spectacular Maine coast. At least since somewhere within 2012 I had been ogling the scenery and the sailing within GIS Amateur Style: this is exactly what I envisioned I just didn't know it till I saw it here:</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Spring begins to crack open a bit in 2014, and I get a message from DaveL amongst the planning and dreaming and ogling... Callsign is selling his boat! IAZ,P is in need of a new skipper as <b>Sea Pearl Scout becomes the Adventure Realization Engine </b>Callsign needs to fulfill further Adventure Realizing! IAZ,P is for sale!!!!???!?! Hurriedly, breathlessly, I send an email and I join a woodenboat forum. Hey Dude! I want that boat!!! Emails are exchanged and a plan begins to formulate: we will meet to look over the boat, but where? Well, it turns out that about halfway between us is a little town in Connecticut where Callsign's ancestral manse is located, complete with ancestors (very charming folk indeed) white picket fences, a town dock, you get the picture. Very Boaty.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">When I arrive IAZ,P is on a trailer behind Callsign's car. After lunch and a chat with the parental units, we look her over and turn her over and "...here's this ding and that scuff..." "...rig this tie that..." and like that. Stashed her bottoms up in the grass in front of the house keeping company with a slightly sagging Aquarius relaxing into her trailer bunks. I am bursting with amazement at my luck. Imma buy this boat from this guy! Came time to fork over the cash so I did. What came next? Well, Callsign gave me back some of my cash and handed over a really nice bottle of rum. The good stuff! What a Prince this fellow is! A real reverse haggler. What you might call potlatch I guess in the give better than you get vein. Afterwards, a stroll to the waterfront, a coffee, and good conversation about sailing, water, life, current and tide... y'know, the important stuff. We agreed that I would retrieve the boat from the parental yard within some small space of time, (Thanks Mama Callsign!)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Well now what? I bought a boat with no place to put her!!??</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Of course I had some ideas and possibilities, and certainly there are yards and marinas and mother in laws... all storage potentials (some more dubious than others) and none quite right for a fine craft such as Ms. Zinea.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Well, I go to the internet one day (as we do) searchword "small boat storage NYC" or some stupidness like that and there on the glowing screen is the website of the </span><a href="http://www.sebagocanoeclub.org/" style="background-color: white; color: #888888; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px; text-decoration: none;">Sebago Canoe Club</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">. Cool. I went down to Canarsie, Which is on Jamaica Bay in South Brooklyn to check out the facilities. I met up with </span><a href="http://sailingskiffs.blogspot.com/" style="background-color: white; color: #888888; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px; text-decoration: none;">JimL</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"> and Beth E. and signed up for Conditional membership. Huh. That was easy. "Yeah bring the boat on down, we'll find a place over there for her. Buy yourself a dolly." Which I did. The Brothers LaFontaine and Cap'n Paulie, (Skipper of GIS Kathleen Marie) volunteered to help load and transport IAZ,P, and get this: we cartopped her from Connecticut to Canarsie on a Saturday in late May. Full on </span><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NwzaxUF0k18" style="background-color: white; color: #888888; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px; text-decoration: none;">Beverly Hillbillies</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13.1999998092651px; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"> action.</span><br />
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So, let's get this out of the way right now: I LOVE WINTER. I LOVE SNOW. I LOVE COLD. I LOVE NORDIC SKIING. This has been a GREAT WINTER! <br />
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This winter I started delving into the ancient and wonderful art of pine-tarring, waxing, and using WOOD skis. They ski as woodie as you can imagine: They are smooth and quiet, fast and classic. I have two pairs, and am looking for a particular third, with plans to maybe make my own pair this summer. Lots of fun potential, here, I strongly recommend <a href="http://www.woodenskis.com/">http://www.woodenskis.com/</a> (duh) which is run by the ever passionate Greg in MN who is keeping unique traditions alive, something that we here at GISAmateur can keenly appreciate. Wood and traditional boats, wood skis, making life difficult for ourselves, stinking up the house with ancient concoctions, etc. "It smells hectic down here!" My brother yelled from the top of the basement stairs as a lit the pine tire on fire...<br />
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Obviously, it is very important to look classically classy while in the deep woods all by yourself:<br />
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Lovely Wife and I went to <a href="http://www.nps.gov/acad/planyourvisit/winteractivities.htm">Acadia National Park and did some skiing there</a>. I have never skied next to an ocean before, and I highly recommend it! It was certainly neat to look out onto the same water I sail in the summer but under the dim broken light of midwinter, swept with snow squalls and now a hypothermic menace. If you ever want to have an entire National Park at your disposal without the summer madness, I highly recommend this time of year for a visit to Acadia. Weather prevented summiting the higher mountains (40kts+ wind and blowing snow), but we had a great time low off the ridges down on the historic carriage and shore roads.<br />
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In other news, some of you may have noticed that Sea Pearl SCOUT and I have been on a somewhat heavy cinematic rotation. The Intrepid Readers will remember <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2014/10/bcbcbfest.html">BCBCBFest</a>, where we had a fortuitous meeting with the dynamic and cutting-edge guys over at <a href="http://tour.offcenterharbor.com/">OFF CENTER HARBOR</a> which have amassed a more-than-impressive collection of videos that detail everything from building a Caledonia Yawl step-by-step to the meditative aspects of small boats sailing on lakes. There is truly something at this website for everyone, the videos are well done, highly informative, and feature heavy-hitting-legendary narrators, such as ***Doug Hylan, Maynard Bray, Harry Bryan***... get.out.of.town! This is not an amateurish effort (unlike...well...) and if you subscribe to any magazine on sailing, boating, wood boats, etc., this would be a perfect addition to your library.<br />
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Hamilton Marine sent out a recent email with <a href="http://tour.offcenterharbor.com/hamilton-sea-pearl/?utm_source=Affiliates&utm_medium=Hamilton&utm_campaign=em-07">the SCOUT video here</a>... please watch our greatness (and then come join me for some sailing in Maine!) and after I whet your appetite, sign up at OCH if you are thinking about it for yourself, or a friend.<br />
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Tom Pamperin, skipper of JAGULAR the legendary Bolger Pirate Racer which has been festooning obscure small boat websites for many years has published a uniquely humorous book on their dynamic adventures in "Jagular Goes Everywhere: <i>Mis</i>Adventures in a $300 Boat." I have a copy, and <a href="http://www.tompamperin.com/">you should have a copy too.</a> If you are reading this blog, chances are you have built a 3-digit boat, want to build a boat, or have happily descended the path of small boat madness, lost all your friends, and are now living in semi-permanent status in some frigid garage arguing with recalcitrant epoxy while your coffee goes cold... <i>again. </i>I send you greetings you hapless hermit for YOU ARE NOT ALONE in a cold brutal world which does not understand this particular madness! YOU HAVE FRIENDS! Friends like Captain Callsign and Cap'n Jon, and Dan Noyes, and Tom Pamperin--who has never sailed with the three of us but who is of the same mind-- I know because I read his book! Your bathroom is warmer than the garage, and this book will keep you good company for those quiet times.<br />
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Let's talk 3 digit boats. Build a Duck Punt for crying out loud. Especially if you are in northeast MA, NH, or southern ME. Maybe we can get a racing series or something like that going on.<br />
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My favorite wood-buying-place is Goose Bay Lumber in Chichester, NH. Lie Nielsen had an event there recently, and I did not go, but I am sad about that, <a href="https://pfollansbee.wordpress.com/2015/03/01/lie-nielsen-event-at-goosebay-sawmill-lumber/">but this somewhat famous spoon carving fellow put up a very nice blog post about the event, and I share it here so you can see </a>where I buy the wood for my projects and my boats. Carl and Carl Jr. and team are very helpful and there is a wonderful variety of neat-O woods, and they have great marine plywood selection!<br />
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To hold you over until next time: Check out this great pic of SCOUT sailing Muscongus Bay last summer, taken by Green Mountain John of WAXWING fame!<br />
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<br />callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-7510661767356135312014-11-18T23:44:00.000-05:002014-11-19T00:06:33.638-05:00Duck Punting: MOAR!By popular demand, MRS MUMBLES went back to Plum Island Sound for some more punting!<br />
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Strapped to the roof of the car, we shot down to meet again with Dan Noyes and his idiosyncratic 12' punt, and were instead met with calamity-- Dan was dismasted at the bottom of the ramp. While he was sheeting in his dipping lug to fiddle, he wind, barreling down the river at a steady 15kts sent a higher and unanticipated gust which filled the lugsail and broke his burly spruce mastwhich in turn wrecked his mast thwart. His punt was on the hard, so it couldn't heel, applying full force to the mast and partner assembly. <br />
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There was a moment of collective hair grabbing and talk of what the wind was going to do to my bendy POPLAR DOWEL mast and accompanying spars, and what kind of hypothermia would set in after they were chewed up and sent overboard.<br />
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HOWEVER, we are burly New England sailormen, and such trivial matters such as masts, strong winds, and 33F/1C air temperatures hardly register on our annoyance scale when the sun shines as bright as it does and the water beckons. It's only going to get colder, after all. We adjusted our plans and sailed to the flats instead, to do some clamming. MRS MUMBLES secretly loves Dan, so I offered to sail her down and he could sail her back. This way, everyone got to go sailing, and MRS MUMBLES and Dan get to do their innate sailing thing, which almost sounds obscene but it's not, it's beautiful to watch.<br />
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Also, Dan got to take some FIRST EVAR pictures of ME sailing MRS MUMBLES. (just in case we forget).<br />
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At the end of September, I got a hankering to do something a little different than the coastal open-boat cruising. A rainy solo evening at home got me reacquainted with Dylan Winter's duck punting videos from the UK. For the intrepid reader who DOESN'T know anything about duck punting in traditional duck punts from West Mersea, England, have a look-see over at Ye Olde YouTubes.<br />
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I strongly suggest looking at <a href="https://www.youtube.com/user/lurch1e" target="_blank">Lurch's page</a>, as he has some phenomenal videos of duck punting with his local duck punting group. I have spent hours watching his videos to glean sailing tips. <a href="https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-leOGnyCr2SQ4be_BeOmd-VYOS0cH4xa" target="_blank">Dylan Winter</a>, through his famous Keep Turning Left adventure has literally wrested this small traditional duck boat from SE England and plunked it on the world stage of sailing, where it has weaseled it's way into many sailor's hearts for it's simplicity that also demands high levels of technique.<br />
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Duck Punts have no rudders, or centerboards. They are sailed by sail and weight trim, and an oar. They sail in a few inches of water, and cost little to build.<br />
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Cap'n Jon pushed me over the edge, and I built a duck punt in one month, for a few hundred dollars.<br />
I built my punt from <a href="http://flo-mo.weebly.com/light-weight-stitch-and-tape-conversion-of-the-west-mersea-duck-punt.html" target="_blank">FLO-MO's stitch and glue adaptation of John Milgate's classic West Mersea duck punt plans.</a> There were a few aesthetic and construction changes, but the scantlings and dimensions are true to FLO-MO's plans. I did not play naval architect and I wanted to ensure I kept the West Mersea shape that FLO-MO put together. John Milgate requires a strongback and 10mm plywood, I wanted mine built out of 6mm ply and without the strongback. Primarily, this was because I wanted to car top my punt, as I live somewhat landlocked. Meranti ply and pine came from <a href="http://goosebaylumber.net/" target="_blank">Goose Bay Lumber</a>, leftover epoxy, some screws, and a few cans of Rust-O-Leum. An optimist club sail came from Intensity Sails for a swell price.<br />
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Then, I called the legendary <a href="https://sites.google.com/site/dansdories/" target="_blank">Dan Noyes</a>, who built a solid wood 12' Yankee reimagination of John Milgate's punt, and we went punting!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dan Noyes with his punt on a dolly, walking down to the water.<br />Dan's punt is constructed of solid pine boards and oak frames.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">MRS MUMBLES working through the grasses to a hidden creek in Plum Island Sound</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dan follows behind, snaking through the grass</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">We find small irrigation ditches and follow them deep into the flats.<br />Notice my super cheap-o boom jaws! The entire rig is made of poplar dowels.<br />Not ideal, but a quick fix for quick sailing. Forestay to keep mast from wobbling too much.<br />A more permanent mast is in the works for this winter.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dan sailing MRS MUMBLES<br />After these pictures, they ran away from me</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">MRS MUMBLES is very fast, which is why I have lots of stern pictures from a distance, <br />and very few up-close action shots.<br />Having a fast boat is not frustrating, unless you are trying to take pictures of it.</span></td></tr>
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Please join in me in welcoming MRS MUMBLES to GISAmateur Style! HUZZAH!<br />
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There is an entire gallery, including construction, that you can peruse at <a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/116020182576112205326/DuckPunt?authuser=0&feat=directlink">this link.</a><br />
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<br />callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-35693881309621514672014-10-16T00:06:00.001-04:002015-04-15T17:02:22.747-04:00BCBCBfest!!!AHOOOY Intrepid Readers!<br />
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Yours truly is back and with a tale of journey to tell! Actually, SCOUT and I have TWO stories, but they will be added in installments. The first story is a four day trek on minimal left-over foodstuffs that spanned mid-coast Maine from Belfast-Castine-Brooklin-Castine-Belfast, or as I like to call it, the BCBCBfest! It almost sounds like a famous punk-rock bar that is now closed in NYC, but not quite and probably not as cool. <br />
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Let's get this party started, right here on your favorite Amateur Style network!<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Black = Iron Mizzen</span><br />
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DAY MINUS UNO (-1)<br />
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The first day minus one day was spent with Cap'n Jon of TWO HEARTED. He has a new transportation device, an expedition length Old Town Canoe Tripper XL, henceforth dubbed, "THE TRIPPAH." We spent an evening on the Kennebec and trippahed down to a <a href="http://www.renys.com/history.php" target="_blank">Reny's, which is a Maine Institution,</a> like Hamilton Marine, but less marine-y. I needed a pair of muck boots, and I definitely found them, and for the right price (15$)! My life afloat has dramatically changed with these boots. Why did I wait so long? Thank you Reny's! (No joke, life changing).<br />
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DAY UNO<br />
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Characteristically late, and catching the last of the outgoing tide before it became a threat to forward progress I sailed out of Belfast Harbor with a stiff Southwesterly sea breeze coming up Penobscot Bay. Think: Outgoing tide, incoming wind. Since I was in a rush, I was in t-shirt and didn't button up the center cockpit under the tonneau cover. Woops.<br />
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Half way across Penobscot to the north end of Isleboro, I ended up stuffing the bow into the chop. The Sea Pearl has some great design features. The water I was shipping aboard flowed back to the aft cockpit, and drained out the stern (I thoughtfully opened the plug), and so swamping wasn't too much an issue. The bow-stuff maneuver was a first time event for me, and SCOUT shook it off and kept marching forward. I ended up reefing multiple times as the further I left Belfast behind the higher the wind velocity and the steeper the chop. It got to a point where I was taking so much water I put on my dry-suit. My heart rate was up, a tad.<br />
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I stayed very determined on the north point of Isleboro, because I knew when I cleared that, the fetch would diminish significantly and I could enjoy some calmer waters. The goal was Castine, and I planned to throw the hook in a little harbor between the Ram Islands.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Did I mention my new boots?! Life is awesome!</span></td></tr>
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Up and at 'em early I motored out of the little bay and headed down south to enter the Eggomoggin Reach. I was somewhat something kind of planning to head to Mount Desert Isle/Acadia and sail up Somes Sound, which I hear is legendary. However, I was flexible and was going to let chips fall as they may. Rounding the Head of the Cape the wind picked up and I killed the Tohatsu and fired up the sails. We had a very enjoyable sail down the Egg Reach, under the Deer Isle bridge, and down to Center Harbor/Brooklin, where we had an interesting and unexpected meet up with the good people over at <a href="http://www.offcenterharbor.com/" target="_blank">OffCenterHarbor.com</a>. They were sailing a 7-strake Caledonia Yawl, and were a little intrigued at SCOUT and I bebopping around the coast like a bunch of worthless bums. We spent a few minutes discussing particulars, and there is a good chance we'll see some SCOUT and me over at OffCenterHarbor.com. I will admit I was somewhat trepidatious, as SCOUT and I aren't the most clinical of sailing types, with sails and oar and sacrilegious motors and lots of loud opinions, but as Eric piped up, they are "off" Center Harbor, after all. I was sold.<br />
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It's really a wonderful website with lots of great videos and I highly recommend the subscription, it's kind of like WoodenBoat/SmallCraftAdvisor but online and with videos. Cap'n Jon certainly likes his. (and that's an endorsement!) If you're an arm-chair winter-sailor like me, this is a great hint-hint for the better half. Just sayin'. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Apologies about the blurry but this is MARTHA, E.B. White's boat. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">This is his boat. No joke. I pass close to legend.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I don't know what this is </span><span style="font-size: small;">(International 210)</span><span style="font-size: small;">, </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">but it looks fast, and it looks mean, and I want one.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">YAY Beetle Cat! I love Beetle Cats. They saved me when I was lost.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;">C'mon, Tom, let's go sailing!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Home sweet home. Cooking up some random rice bag found floating in the bilge and enjoying </span><br />
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DAY TRIOS<br />
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This was day four without a shower and since <a href="http://www.offcenterharbor.com/" target="_blank">OffCenterHarbor </a>was coming my way I took a sponge bath of sorts which was cold and exhilarating and brutal all at once. I will say, that my view from my morning constitutional was fantastic, however.<br />
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<a href="http://www.offcenterharbor.com/" target="_blank">OFC</a> and I did a little sailing and a little video and then I went off to the holey of Holies, Wooden Boat where I totally clinched my "Small Boats" collection with the supposedly LAST <a href="http://www.woodenboat.com/small-boats-2008">2008 issue</a> left in inventory! YES! Years of searching and waiting all for this very moment! Victory is mine with a capital V! Then there was some more sailing around Center Harbor, specifically with a gorgeous <a href="http://www.capecodshipbuilding.com/site/fleet.php?boat=herreshoff" target="_blank">Herreshoff 12 1/2 </a>from 1928 (I may be off on the date but I'm damn close, thing was old!) and we had some great sailing together. She was a beautiful boat and SCOUT totally cleaned her clock. That being said, sailing with a boat almost 100 years old is humbling in ways that is tough to describe, cleaning of the clock non-withstanding. I don't have a picture of the 12 1/2, and I find this very sad. I was enjoying the moment, and didn't get the camera out of the bilge. A win for my memory, a loss for all your intrepid readers. Apologies.<br />
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After some more sailing in Center Harbor I headed back to Castine for night, and ran into a dead calm. The Tohatsu answered the call to putt-putt, and we motored almost all the way back to Ram Island. More blasphemy? Or more cruising? I don't judge, too much.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Another perfect morning in Brooklin. <br />Where were you waking up?<br />tic toc tic toc tic toc, time waits for no man. etc. etc. etc.</span></td></tr>
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So back to Ram Island SCOUT and I awent, where we spent the night again. This evening was largely burned up listening to people on a beach party, which brought to mind <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2012/07/little-chebeague-and-fort-gorges.html">this post from 2012</a>. Read the paragraph below the ferry. My feelings haven't changed. What is with people and noise? Seriously.<br />
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After waking up, we waited for the tide to come up across the bar by Nautilus Island, and headed to Castine. The waiting of the tide clearly illustrated the benefits of the Sea Pearl 21. I came across Penobscot Bay in a blow and steep chop with little worry, ghosted down the Egg Reach, effortlessly motored back to Castine, and I can cross a bar in 6" of water. That's all I need to find a snug anchorage and get to where I need to go. Six inches of water.<br />
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I was tipped off by Cap'n Jon that Castine is home to lots of Elm trees that somehow escaped the blight. I found this fascinating, because I grew up listening to the Olde Popster who would tell me about Elm trees that would line all the main streets and provide shade and so on, and how they have all disappeared with the Dutch Elm Disease, and how he would chase ice carriages in summer time for ice-chunks to suck on, and Ye Olde Dayes were not like today with you and your kids and your refrigerators. And behold, Castine has Elm trees, and they are great to see, as Olde Popster said they would be.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Waking up to more dew and a paradisio anchor hole. Good holding ground, well protected, morning sun.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Castine Town Dock. Everyone stop. SCOUT has arrived.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">ELM TREE and Congregational Church. Is there anything else more New England?</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Another Elm Tree!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sigh, catboats. So wonderful. I love New England.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">PRESTO? Let's face it, I love sharpies. <a href="http://www.rodgermartindesign.com/portfolio/presto-30/"> Is this the Presto 30?</a> It has 4 windows instead of 3. Not sure. Regardless, beautiful and capable. I.Want.One. You want one! This boat also has the Australian rudder-cassette design a-la Goat Island Skiff. Very excited I was, to see that on a large production vessel. If anyone knows what this is, please advise.</span></td></tr>
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After breakfast in Castine, I motored out of the harbor, ran out of gas, and ended up rowing most of the way to Belfast. That was a lot to row, right across the top of Penobscot Bay. Dead calm, and just me. Harbor porpoises, seals, birds, and a run in with a fellow <a href="http://www.tsca.net/">TSCA member</a> which precipitated a mid-bay messabout. Afterwards, a quick stop at the legendary Young's Lobster Pound, and off to the boat ramp, ending 4 days of wonderful mid-coast Maine cruising.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I'm really not that excited. <a href="http://clintchaseboatbuilder.blogspot.com/">CCBB represent.</a></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Mid-Bay Messabout. That's the tip of Isleboro I was so happy to see three days prior.</span></td></tr>
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HOWEVER THERE IS A DAY 5 (6)! Stay tuned! SCOUT and I got to Massachusetts land of aggressive driving, lights, noise, Berkshires, Boston, and <a href="https://sites.google.com/site/dansdories/" target="_blank">DAN NOYES New England Dory Man!</a><br />
<br />callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-12520199285810550832014-08-27T22:12:00.000-04:002014-08-27T22:19:31.949-04:00Small Reach Regatta 2014! Return of The Hog!OOOOooooHHH SNAP! It's that time again! <br />
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It's the <b><span style="font-size: large;">Small Reach Regatta 2014!</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;">TA Ta TAAAA! </span>(trumpets)</div>
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ENTER Stage Left: CIRCE, as she enchants Odysseus' sailors!<br />
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"<i>She opened her gleaming doors at once and stepped forth, </i></div>
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<i>inviting them all in, and in they went, all innocence... </i></div>
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<i>She ushered them in to sit on high-backed chairs, </i></div>
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<i>then she mixed them a potion--cheese, barley </i></div>
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<i>and pale honey mulled in Pramnian wine--</i></div>
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<i>but into the brew she stirred her wicked drugs </i></div>
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<i>to wipe from their memories any thought of home.</i>" </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">(The Odyssey ch. 10, Fagles)</span></div>
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Of course, the worldly Intrepid Reader of GISAmateur Style knows that soon after the sailors were turned into little piggies and run into pigsties,<br />
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"<i>...sobbing, squealing as Circe flung them corns, cornel nuts and mast, </i></div>
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<i>common fodder for hogs that root and roll in mud.</i>" </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">(The Odyssey ch. 10, Fagles)</span></div>
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This year the SRR was again held at the <a href="http://hogisland.audubon.org/" target="_blank">Hog Island Audubon Camp</a> where we checked our humanity at the door and wrestled, rowed, and sailed our boats up and down Muscungus Bay! Snort-snort fellow piggy sailors, it's sailing time!<br />
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Scout and I arrived at Muscungus Bay a few days early, and met up with GreenMountain John who has just finished an absolutely stunning <a href="http://www.vivierboats.com/html/stock_sail_and_oar.html#ilur" target="_blank">François Vivier Ilur</a>! Heartstopping is an adequate word to use on WAXWING. She is the FIRST and so far THE ONLY Lug-Yawl Ilur on the PLANET. You saw it here first, folks. <span style="font-size: xx-small;">And lots of other places too.</span><br />
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On Wednesday other boats started showing up. The Small Reach crowd is pretty core. A few trailers came in with technical issues, from blown tires to the axle falling off one trailer, but they still made it. Broken trailers are not an issue for a Small Reacher, it is imperative that the Regatta is reached! All solutions are acceptable, including lashing the axle back on. Who needs U-bolts?<br />
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So I'll be honest here, this year I have some fewer pictures than usual since I was having some camera battery issues. Also, this year the Regatta was a little more calm and I just enjoyed the splendid company, good food, and wonderful water-time with friends I see once a year. Lots of repeat boats this year, a few new ones, and we did enjoy a visit from a Tancook Whaler.<br />
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The first day was a long row (about 4 miles or so) from Hog Island to the southern tip of Friendship Long Island to a little cove that is protected by the <a href="http://www.mcht.org/preserves/neds-point-preserve.shtml" target="_blank">Maine Coast Heritage Trust on Ned's Point.</a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">NO SRR is complete without the legendary WOLFISH, Crazy Charlie's Washington County Peapod</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Super Salty Mike with his well traveled and storied <a href="http://www.traditionalsmallcraft.com/Pepita.html" target="_blank">Melonseed, PEPITA</a><br />
I LOVE this boat, and Mike is just the greatest saltiest sailor evAR!!!1!!<br />
(Intrepid Readers remember PEPITA from <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nbZTBuGk3w0/U2guf-Os84I/AAAAAAAAH00/Bdt-tq1zvhI/s1600/DSC00146.JPG" target="_blank">this picture in 2013</a>)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Funky-Funk Andrew and PHOEBE!<br />
Andrew is my homie. (homey? homee?)</td></tr>
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After a year in exile, they return triumphant to the Small Reach Regatta</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sausage Brian returns with KEEL BASA, his <a href="http://www.duckworksbbs.com/plans/lillistone/flint/" target="_blank">Lillistone Flint.</a> <br />
Sausage Brian is eating sausage in this picture. Circe got him realz good.<br />
KEEL BASA is the first lug-rig Flint IN THE WORLD!</td></tr>
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After lunch, we had some breeze and sailed back to Hog Island. As I was walking out to SCOUT who was bobbing merrily on her anchor I got distracted talking to our Fearless Leader Tom and slipped on a rock. No big deal. I got wet, but saved the bag, and climbed into Scout and got her ready to go for some sailing! As I was about to retrieve the hook, I looked down for something and noticed that there was red water in my aft cockpit and my legs were a little worse for the wear...</div>
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So that was fun. These guys wouldn't stop bleeding either. Blood on my towel, blood in the aft cockpit, blood in the bilge, my new shiny floorboards, everywhere! I just mopped off and went sailing. Sometime later, one of the many medical professionals at the event gave me some cream to put on them, but I had already given them a good scrub in salt water. Remember: I Viking! (I took the antibiotic cream anyway, barnacles can be full of nasty).</div>
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Enough pillaging, back to the sailing!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sweetest boat, <a href="http://www.dhylanboats.com/beachpea_plans.html" target="_blank">Hylan Beach Pea</a>, steered by oar. Really wonderful boat in so many respects. <br />
New addition to the SRR.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Matinicus Peapod. She leaves nary a ripple in the water, as it closes up right behind her.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tancook Whaler VERNON LINGUINE bearing down on us!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Denis and his Carpenter under sail AND oar because let's be honest, it's a lifeboat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">OOoooOOOoo 18' Joel White Shearwater OCARINA.<br />
I love this boat for it's simplicity, it just speaks.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Piratey Ed in his Ness Yawl ghosting alone. Ed lives in NH, which means we should go sailing!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cap'n Jon FINALLY makes an appearance in TWO-HEARTED (<a href="http://www.duckworksbbs.com/plans/lillistone/phoenix/index.htm" target="_blank">Phoenix III)</a><br />
He's sailing with his FIL, Hank, who was kidnapped by Cap'n Jon<br />
from his grandfatherly duties to go sailing. Atrocious crime!</td></tr>
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PHEW there are a lot of grey skies going on in the above pictures. I need some SUN and BLUE MAINE SKY, Hmmmmm Hmmmm! On the second day we sailed back down to Harbor Island which has a beautiful beach and harbor and is a great place for lunch! No camping, but the beach is available for day use, and there are trails around the island with cliffs on the east side with some beautifully clear water which probably has great snorkeling. The bottom of the harbor seems like it is good holding ground for those that sleep aboard.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scout is at anchor at a distance. Goat Island Skiff BLEAT is foreground, right side. PEPITA is on the left.<br />
The pulling boats always get to the beach first, notice the three in the foreground.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">YES I love this ghetto style! There is nothing more sacred than utilitarianism. It works.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So here's another Dennis in WHISPER a modified Tom River Skiff.<br />
Unfortunately, I did not get a good long look at this boat, and didn't get to sail it either.<br />
I regret this, because it looks like a lot of fun, and it has a lot of sail.<br />
More downhaul might be a good idea on this rig, but Dennis knows his stuff.<br />
<b>Look at that sky!</b></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cap'n Jon, my Lovely Wife, and myself stopped by at <a href="http://www.broadcovemarine.com/" target="_blank">Broad Cove Marine</a> and grabbed<br />
some tasty lobster rolls ($10!). This is now one of my favorite lobster stops.<br />
We left the regatta and renegaded this much needed lunch stop! <br />
Note Scout down on the dock.</td></tr>
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On the last day, we did some very interesting sailing. It was a long summer sail-day, with many circumnavigations of islands, and a nice beach lunch stop. This was the end of a wonderful week on the water. I spent three days sleeping in the boat, three sleeping ashore in a tent in a wild patch of woods with my Lovely Wife, and I left feeling refreshed, rejuvenated, and ready to rock for some more sailing! Sailing! I want mooooorre!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">DON"T MESS WITH <b>THE INSTIGATOOOORRR!</b></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the kind of shot that really symbolizes the SRR for me.<br />
Lots of beautiful small boats, great scenery, and fun times.<br />
What more could I ask for during my vacation?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cap'n Nathan ghosting along in his lovely Kingston Lobster boat.<br />
He can really sail this thing, he would ghost in and out of tight harbors with current, no problems.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So, here's a Sea Pearl 21 and a Herreshoff Carpenter. Many people will often name drop Herreshoff<br />
and Sea Pearl 21 in the same sentence. Well, Ron Johnson is the designer of the Sea Pearl 21,<br />
and he was "inspired" by the Carpenter, but the Carpenter was designed as a lifeboat. <b>The Sea Pearl is a machine.</b><br />
The Carpenter rows OK, needs wind to move under sail, and it very stable, but it's not the Sea Pearl.<br />
They may share relatively same hull shapes (flat bottoms, etc) but performance wise it's another story.<br />
They are different boats, and to mention Herreshoff and <b>not</b> Ron Johnson is disingenuous. </td></tr>
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The Carpenter is a lovely boat, but it's quite specific.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cap'n Jon FIL Hank flying wing-and-wing in SCOUT!</td></tr>
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After all that sailing, it was high time for the legendary last night lobster-fest. This is where we get together in a communal fashion and eat, drink, and be merry together before parting the next day. Lobster, chowder, and puffin are usually on the docket, all delicious foodstuffs after a great week of sailing. Funky-Funk Andrew is all about pairing wine with puffins, for instance. There is music and song, stories and laughter, biting mosquitoes and starlight. We bond over our plates, our love of sailing, and our shared communal spirit of sailing small boats. Small Reach Regatta is the high point of my sailing season, and it comes slow, passes quickly, and leaves me stoked until the ice clogs the rivers and bays. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cap'n Jon piles his plate high with food, and carries his lobster below, opening up valuable plate space!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"I am going to eat your babies."<br />
(Real quote from Funky-Funk Andrew while eating the lobster roe)</td></tr>
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AHOY Intrepid Reader and welcome to another installment of Amateur Style sailing in beautiful Maine! Sea Pearl 21 SCOUT and I have just returned from a three day Trip of Awesome, doing some motoring and some rowing and some sailing, and we even met an interesting oldster who just oozes wisdom and panache! HooooRAY sailing!</div>
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As usual here is a chart of our journeys--<br />
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Day 1- Royal River to Goslings<br />
Day 2- Goslings to Whaleboat via Potts Harbor<br />
Day 3- Whaleboat to Royal River<br />
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After a big slow front passed with its giant embedded thunderstorms (<a href="http://yorkvillagefire.com/microburst-hits-york-village/" target="_blank">microburst in York, ME</a>) I drove in the rain following the trailing edge to the Royal River in Yarmouth for a three day cruise in Casco Bay. I had caught rumors from a colleague that there is something of a Retirement Zen Master summering in Harpswell, and I was hoping to pay him a visit. Scout and I were mission ready!<br />
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The first day was drizzly, foggy, and windless. I used to be a rowing hero, but I've had some thinking as of late. Shane St. Clair, the original owner of Scout (Voyage Through America), often wrote that when the wind was dead on the nose or there was no wind on his Eastern-US circumnavigation he would fire up his Iron Mizzen and head forth. I've got the damn thing, so yes, yes I'm going to use it and not feel guilty! I don't rely on it for emergency aid, I see it as a tool that may/may not be available. If there's no wind and I want to go somewhere, Iron Mizzen comes alive. VroomVroom.<br />
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With little visibility due to dense fog I had to break out the dead reckoning navigation techniques using time, chart, and compass. In lieu of a straight-edge, I used a piece of trusty dockline to estimate my route and magnetic bearing and we slowly made our away across Casco Bay to The Goslings. There are some reefs that extend north of Little French Island, and I was certain that I had passed the last of them and was about to turn for the Goslings when I noticed what looked like a log looming ahead. It was a big log, and a noisy log, and it was moving. A quick grab to the binos revealed that nope, that was no log, but seals resting on rocks that were just inches below the surface... I would have run Scout straight up on the rocks without the seal-indicators.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;">French and Little French Island materialize in an unexpected window through the fog. <br />
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Note shoaling fish and birds scooping them up to the left of seals. </td></tr>
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Soon thereafter we arrived at The Goslings, again on time. I initially got a little confused by a Blue Heron that I mistook for a man (fog illusion) and almost ran Scout up on a shoal, but we bore off and soon were on the beach at this very popular island destination. This is not my first time to the Goslings. Believe or not, Intrepid Reader, but Scout and I do not blog every day/trip that we go a sailin'. I came here last year and spent a luxurious fall evening in the anchorage, by myself.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;">Goslings, Fall 2013</td></tr>
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Once anchored, I set up shop for some dinner! I was hungry and thirsty and my primal needs had to be satisfied! It seemed the fog was in for the night, but I was certain any rain had now passed. OF COURSE in the middle of cooking dinner, it began to rain. I rapidly set up my tarp/awning with the aid of bungee cords. In the frenzy to maintain some amount of dryness in the cockpit (where I would be sleeping) I watched with frustrated awe as one bungee, stretched to the limit, slipped and sailed silently over the bow in a parabolic arc and into the mist and the murky waters beyond. So it goes.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;">My tarp set up, in lieu of the pop-up cabin.<br />
Check out those awesome new floorboards!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;">The book I am reading on board, which was entirely fitting to the locale and my activities.</td></tr>
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IN WHICH WE MEET SKIPPER MANJOHN<br />
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The next morning I was up and at 'em, and I rowed north to meet this mythical character, Skipper ManJohn: The Retirement Zen Master. I rowed for exercise, fuel conservation and a touch of suffering since the current was against me and my boat is 21' long. Suffering can be good for some mind clearing, especially for us spoiled western types who really have nothing to complain about. Complaining example: My Shaw&Tenney oars are 9' long, and I would like 9'6" oars. They are just a tad too short for the rowing I like to do. Regardless, north we went, along with a little bit of power sailing, I kept the mizzen sail up and sheeted in to capture a bit of morning breeze coming off the land, at the very least to neutralize some of the current. <br />
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I didn't really know where to find ManJohn, I just had some vague instructions to look in a certain spot in Harpswell, behind a rock, with the big pine tree, and the seal will bark 3 times. I was certain I'd find him as his magnetism is legendary, I could sense that Scout was drawn to him. Hugging the shore, I came upon two senior types who looked on with alarm as I rowed over the rocky shallows (I saw starfish!). Suddenly, a primal cry from the woods:<br />
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"Halloooo CallSign!"<br />
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He found ME, before I found HIM. The powers are strong in ManJohn.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;">ManJohn Fact: Skipper ManJohn holds court and you will listen</td></tr>
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Before I knew it I was whisked away into a small cabin in the woods right out of 1948. ManJohn graciously offered to make me breakfast.<br />
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"We don't have any coffee, but there's coffee on the boat." His eyes (that have seen around the world) squinted at me from under their bushy brows. "Row me to the boat if you want coffee." It was a dare. A manly dare. I contemplated doing this as I FORGOT my coffee at home (horrors!) but suddenly as he saw the resolve in my eyes, "No, forget it, we have orange juice." and ManJohn leapt into the kitchen. I pass the first test.<br />
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On the menu was omelets and home fries. "Dammit, we don't have any bread" he mumbled as he pulled ingredients out of the fridge. I asked if I could help and ManJohn replied, "No, I got this." He immediately proceeded to throw together eggs and ingredients in a bowl and whisk. Suddenly: "Here cut these potatoes for the home fries," as he pointed to some potatoes in a colander. I started cutting and he unceremoniously dropped a full bag of potatoes in front of me. "Cut these too," and then, "and these," as a second bag materialized. This is how ManJohn makes breakfast-- through delegation. Toast appeared like magic, even though there was not supposed to be any bread. "Butter the toast," he commanded and I did as obliged. The whirlwind in the kitchen spun out to the deck and breakfast began-- Omelet with olives and cheese, home fries with onions, toast and butter. A breakfast fit for a king. Fit for a sailor. Fit for... ManJohn. I pass the second test.<br />
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After breakfast Skipper ManJohn commandeered Scout as tender and we put-putted out to his <a href="http://sailboatdata.com/viewrecord.asp?class_id=3223" target="_blank">Mason 44</a>, an ocean going cruiser that he has recently purchased after his retirement. We tied up and he showed me around the palatial accommodations. 50hp diesel engine, generator, A/C (yup), pressure water, refrigerator, you name it, this Mason has it.<br />
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We spent some time gabbing sitting on the rail of his boat while he ran the generator. He waxed poetic about his youth, well spent on a <a href="http://sailboatdata.com/viewrecord.asp?class_id=331" target="_blank">Greenwich 24 (later the Cape Dory 25)</a>. <br />
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"It was just me, my boat and my dog..." he pauses, "no money, no problems, living on the boat and eating mackerel and clams that I dug myself. I brought that boat through so much weather when I probably should have remained ashore, but she saw me through." He pauses remembering past times. I brought up yesterday's foggy travels and navigating by dockline as I had no straight-edge to plot my course.<br />
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"Yeah, I've used line before." He fixes me with his gaze, thinking of the past. Long pause. "Hell-- I've used seaweed." His scowl is on me. Line? PSSHHH. Seaweed. Seaweed is the navigation tool of choice for Skipper ManJohn.<br />
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"Sometimes, I think I'd like to go back to my Greenwich 24. She was so simple. Life was good..." he pauses again and looks down the length of the Mason 44. "But I love this boat!" His eyes light up as he affectionately pets the gunwale and gushes, "I love you baby, don't you worry, I won't get rid of you." Skipper ManJohn made kissy faces to the gunwale.<br />
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We sit there bobbing for a while and he looks at me and the fire is lit behind his eyes, the fire of freedom and the sea and the love of a good boat. "I love this. I love this. This is my boat, out here, no worries, no one bugging me, life is good." He pauses again,"It's like I'm a king and this is my private island..."<br />
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He fixes me with his long stare, his eyes narrowing. <br />
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Scout and I shove off, southward bound for lobster rolls and a night on Whaleboat.<br />
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Enjoying a growing sea breeze after a hot still morning is a special pleasure reserved for sailors. Scout and I bounded south with the current, against the wind. I took my time, taking her off the wind to let her gallop and we just moved. Scout was happy and striving forward the water gurgling around the leeboard and our flags flying high. This was some sailing!<br />
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Our destination was <a href="http://www.ericasseafood.com/" target="_blank">Erica's Seafood</a> in Harpswell, which is one of my most favorite lobster shacks in Maine. I strongly recommend the Lobster Roll, two for $20 done in the no-nonsense Maine way with minimal crap and maximum lobster. BYOB. Cash only. <br />
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Don't get confused or lulled into going to the big restaurant next-door that is named after an aquatic mammal that on TV has been called Flipper. They have been known to give small-boat sailors anger-driven tirades for using the overnight parking <b>that they advertise, even after said sailors paid for it. </b> Don't ask how I know, just trust me on this one. Flipper be full of crazy. ERICA's-- Go there.<br />
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Scout and I sailed up to the dock. Use the north/south side of the dock, the front is used for working boats. For tourists there's no much like a boat sailing into a congested harbor and nosing up to the dock, and for me the skipper, nothing as satisfying. I hopped out of Scout in all my sailor glory and got my dinner.<br />
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After dinner we scooted out to Whaleboat and I sailed Scout right into the little protected harbor, threading needles around the rocks and I stopped her right where I envisioned that morning. It was a perfect bit of sailing. Whaleboat is one.heck.of.a.spot. WOW. Carefully managed by the <a href="http://www.mcht.org/preserves/whaleboat-island.shtml" target="_blank">Maine Coast Heritage Trust</a>, it is a beautiful spot for a day trip, picnic, or overnight. <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2014/02/iazp-goes-to-whaleboat-island.html" target="_blank">I first came here last year with Cap'n Jon, IAZP, and Two-Hearted.</a><br />
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The evening was spent stargazing, observing <a href="http://www.fs.fed.us/wildflowers/pollinators/pollinator-of-the-month/hummingbird_moth.shtml" target="_blank">hummingbird hawk-moths</a> and lightning bugs, and slapping mosquitoes. Soon, sleep took me by the shoulders, and shook vigorously. Various odd island dreams washed over my mind. One of these dreams involved someone calling my name, and this mixed with the sound of waves splashing on the shore entered my psyche in a horror, in a way only a small boat sailor on and island can experience... my boat was obviously being pounded on the rocks and a passer-by was calling my name to warn me of my impeding starvation on an island! I blew out of the tent to find Skipper ManJohn motoring by Whaleboat at 4:50am in his Mason 44 yelling my name. He was heading to Bar Harbor. I waved back in groggy stupification, took careful notice Scout's masts happily bobbing at anchor, and collapsed back into bed. I pass the third test and ManJohn is pleased.<br />
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I spent the rest of the day returning to the ramp, and I perfected my shallow sailing technique. Sea Pearl 21's can sail on water that is but ankle-deep (I tested this) and it's incredible to watch the shells zoom by. To work upwind, I drop a few inches of leeboard and roll the Scout on her ear, which allows the leeboard to bite. I must have made an impressive sight returning to the Royal River, passing standing shore birds, out of channel, across the mud flats. Remember this when you see a Sea Pearl: Shallow Draft. Follow at Own Risk.<br />
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callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-51425627554001272282014-06-20T21:24:00.002-04:002014-06-20T22:01:04.922-04:00Officialized: The Most Famous Goat In The World<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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The <a href="http://www.tsca.net/" target="_blank">Traditional Small Craft Association </a>has honored itself by placing IAZ,P on the cover of their Summer 2014 issue! (Of course, I am a proud member of the TSCA, a most worthy organization that you should join, so I am likewise honored). </div>
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Intrepid Reader, you are well aware that we are not entertainers of nuance or understatement here at GISAmateur Style. Therefor, I will now proclaim the following inevitable statement that you have anticipated with quick, gasping, bated breath: </div>
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This makes <b><span style="font-size: large;"><u>IAZ,P</u> THE MOST FAMOUS GOAT ISLAND SKIFF IN THE WORLD.</span></b></div>
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The Wonderful Rosemary Wyman took this winning shot during the <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2012/07/small-reach-regatta-2012.html" target="_blank">Small Reach Regatta 2012</a></td></tr>
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FrankenBoom, BattleStick, me leering into the future, and everything else IAZ,P!</td></tr>
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ALL GOATS WORLD-WIDE JOIN IN SALUTE TO THE <a href="http://www.tsca.net/" target="_blank">TSCA</a> FOR THIS MOMENTOUS MOMENT-OF-MOMENTS<br />
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IAZ,P is a 15'6" <a href="http://www.duckworksbbs.com/plans/storer/gis/index.htm" target="_blank">Goat Island Skiff designed by Mik Storer</a>, launched in 2010 built of okoume, cedar, and doug fir. Does not have a galley, head, or shower. Comes equipped with a 105sq.ft. balanced lugsail, goaty attitude, and is flexi-mission capable. Easily and economically built in your garage, the GIS will provide performance, fun, and far-flung adventure. Robustly supported by an international cadre of Goat Roping Sailors who will provide comprehensive crowd sourced product support at a moment's notice.</div>
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IAZ,P is now proudly sailed by Cap'n Patrick Danger-Danger who hails from <a href="http://www.sebagocanoeclub.org/" target="_blank">Brooklyn-by-Jamaica Bay.</a></div>
callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-31934396017885718352014-06-04T11:30:00.002-04:002014-06-04T11:59:44.944-04:00Sebascodegan Island Circumnavigation. Legendary!Welcome Intrepid Readers and fellow Skippers to a time honored Maine tradition accomplished this past week by your favorite Sea Pearl 21 and her surly crew-- the Circumnavigation of Sebascodegan ("Great") Island!<br />
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get your own damn chart!<br />
<a href="http://www.charts.noaa.gov/OnLineViewer/AtlanticCoastViewerTable.shtml" target="_blank">NOAA</a></td></tr>
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I'm not going to pansyfoot around the proverbial bushes: The Sebascodegan Circumnavigation is a beautiful must-do cruise for any small boaty type person and I am happy to say I hope to repeat this little adventure in the future with friends (calling Cap'n Jon! calling CCBB! AWWOOOOOGA). From a little bit of ocean (not too much) to quiet upper waterways and small channels, low bridges, and friendly eagles, this was a great, great trip! Hooray greatness! <br />
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I have mapped my journey with <a href="http://www.charts.noaa.gov/OnLineViewer/AtlanticCoastViewerTable.shtml" target="_blank">NOAA Chart Viewer</a> (for the chart) and my memory. Hence, tacking is approximate and dawdling around looking at things and/or making big decisions is not shown. As most here know, I eschew GPS and other devices for map and compass so no fancy-pants internet tracks. Sorry tech-weenies, I spend my money and time on other things, like getting lost in the fog (worry not: did not happen this journey). Also, I am sadly missing pictures of sweet sailing on the first day, as I left my camera at home and only decided to use my cell phone after I picked the island to camp. Apologies to all, and sorry about the less-than-stellar quality of the pictures.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">DAY ONE</span></b><br />
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I started somewhat late, about 4pm, from Bethel Point. There is a ramp there, with parking at Bethel Point Marine nearby. LOW POWER LINES ABOUND. DO NOT STEP MASTS EARLY. Very friendly little place, if no one is available to leave your money on the honor system (6$ per day), there is a box. This is Maine at it's finest. Don't screw it up!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">DAY ONE 4pm-Late Evening<br />
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Since this was the first real cruise of the season I launched in a predictable discombobulated mess and drifted for a while as I attempted to take stock. A powerboater asked if I needed a tow, probably not because I was rowing but because I looked like a menace with a pile of gear haphazardly strewn around the boat and me wandering around frantically looking for my tiller extension. At some point I managed to get the masts up and I found my tiller extension to my great relief-- <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2012/10/friendship-tour-2012.html" target="_blank">no Cap'n Jon repeats here</a>. With a somewhat slack tide and a strong headwind I beat down Quahog Bay, harboring dreams of staying ahead of the 30' sailboat beating down behind me. I held my own but finally we were passed ("Pretty boat!" they hailed) and he charged southward, only to turn around and sled back north. I continued around Gun Point snaking around underwater obstacles and settled in for a dream like wing-and-wing downwind run up to the top of Gun Point Cove.<br />
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During this run I admired the scenery and solitude for I was alone with quiet summer houses still in off-season slumber. At one point a powerboat came charging up from behind me to ask me, "Is this New Meadows [River]?" ... Intrepid Reader, can check chart above for yourself. I told them they were at least two over and they bounded back before I could even read them a Can number for the entrance to New Meadows River. Save your gas, buds.<br />
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At the top of the Gun Point Cove is a small bridge, with not much vertical or horizontal clearance. I took down the masts and started to row through. It's quite picturesque with steep sided rock walls on either side and a narrow channel. The current had turned and was starting to flow through, I'm sure she rips right through here, fortunately it was still a little slack. There was a lobster boat coming through with some tour on board and lots of leering land-folk who gave off somewhat presumptuous airs. The Cap'n and I yelled at each other a bit about how we were doing and what I would like to believe was his first mate yelled "That's one big ass canoe to be rowing!" not to me, but to the Cap'n when maybe he thought I couldn't hear. I liked that line, because the Sea Pearl looks like a canoe, and yes it's a big ass canoe to be rowing and it almost sounded like I was getting some cred. Of course, I've got the cold Iron Mizzen hanging off the back like a lump of metal, I'm sure that garners the question marks and the "tourist" tag. That's ok, too.<br />
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At the north end of Harpswell Sound I meandered around just south of the bridge (30' vertical clearance) as I fiercely debated with myself if I should park for the night at nearby Strawberry Creek or if we continued north and enjoy the sunset and beautiful wind. In the end, I decided to not continue up the Ewin Narrows and instead put in at Strawberry Creek Island. The water was rapidly drawing down (thank goodness for shallow draft... holy cow guys I was skimming across some bars) and I wanted to reconnoiter the island and the landing areas so I pulled out my trust grapnel, and threw it into the weed covered rocks for a quick hook to drag me into position. The result:<br />
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I do not suggest throwing your anchor with fervor into the rocks. Scout and I were now mud bound. This was fine, except I had to check on anchoring, current, and wind multiple times during the night to ensure I didn't get <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-liug7RO6pdc/UieBy8pX_NI/AAAAAAAAGf0/YueFFDz8k1Y/s640/DSC00080.JPG" target="_blank">washed up on the rocks and then stuck high and dry the next day</a>. Sleep was fitful at best, all for the want of a few extra minutes of water.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">DAY TWO</span></b><br />
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After getting considerably less sleep than I was wanting or needing, I woke up in time for my morning constitutional and with enough time to get off the island before I lost the tide again. I was not going to spend this beautiful day marooned on a mud flat. This meant that while I enjoyed the company of my bailing bucket, Double Doodie bag, and a constitutional on solid ground, I had to push Scout out into the open water, which is always a heart-in-mouth moment. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">BOOM One more time:<br />
Lt. Presto's amazing new addition to Scout, my stainless espresso maker!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not the moment to be wondering if the bitter end is tied off.<br />
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But all's well that is well tied off, and I collected Scout after my constitutional and we headed under the bridge for the Ewin Narrows.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">DAY TWO 8am-Noon/Siesta/2pm-5pm</td></tr>
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The Ewin Narrows bridge is a cakewalk, over 100' of horizontal clearance and 30' of vertical, an easy pass for the Sea Pearl 21. Wing-and-wing Scout and I leisurely worked north up the narrows. The breeze was still that early-morning gentle, but it was enough to keep us moving at a rate that granted us good sightseeing without the dragging of feet. At the north end of the narrows we maneuvered between Doughty Island and Doughty Point. The island is private, but the point is a public-use preserve, and we took a quick stop there for a lay of the land.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Doughty family cemetery. A cellar hole is apparently nearby, but I didn't go searching for it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking south into the Long Reach. We will be going north.</td></tr>
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Northbound up the Long Reach at almost total low tide required staying in the channel. A quick look at the chart will indicate the massive mud flats that abound on either side. While they were not exposed, there wasn't enough to float Scout. I cut one corner a little close but a bit of scraping and a kicked up rudder later found us back in the channel.<br />
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At the top of Long Reach is the Gurnet Straight, it's deep hole (90 feet!) and it's bridge (10 feet tall) and the fact that once the current gets going, it produces standing waves.<br />
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Standing waves. I did not know this at the time. And I am glad I did not know, because my mind would have been in even more tumult had I known. Timetables and the clock would have ruled the day. So I arrived at Gurnet Straight, characterized by some cottages, an old lobsterman's pile of traps, and the bridge.<br />
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Down came the masts, and away I went, rowing to the bridge at Gurnet Straight. The current was flowing against me, and its velocity was increasing as we rowed. I could <i>see</i> it increasing. Incredible. I hugged the south side (right in the picture) and Scout was promptly spun around, pinned against the rocks. I grabbed my trusty boathook and pushed us off and we were ejected from the maw of the angry bridge troll right back into the hole. I noticed some eddies on the north side (left) and I rowed again like a madman, pulling my 21' boat with my bare hands and we made it through. Wow. I can only imagine the story if I found the legendary standing waves. I either missed out on a nightmare or an adventure, or a little of both. Once clear of the straight, masts up and it was a short leisurely sail to Indian Island off Indian Point, a small public day-use island. Here, not wanting to fight the flood in the New Meadows River, I anchored in the small bay, watched horseshoe crabs (hordes of horseshoe crabs) set up an awning and promptly fell asleep.<br />
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Around 2pm I awoke in a fashion that can best be described as "slammed." I was hot, thirsty, tired, full of sleep momentum, confused, tired, fuzzy and probably damn irritable but since I was solo there was no one to be irritable too, which can be considered a waste of irritability.<br />
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The tide was full up and about to head out. The awning came down (again, green is warm. I need a new awning) and sails came out and Scout and I headed down the New Meadows River, southbound, on the east side of Sebascodegan Island. Destination unknown. With a strong breeze still blowing from the south Scout and I beat downriver, and though the tide was going out the current still had a bit of time before turning around. We made so-so headway and I explored a few small islands in the stream.<br />
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Finally, I came to a mental point where I just looked down to the ocean, two miles or more to the southern tip of Sebascodegan, felt the chill of the ocean air, the blowing wind, the high hazy semi-overcast, and was weighted down with oppression tinged with a bit of loneliness. This tacking back and forth in the cold in the wind with no appreciable progress south, alone, tired, and hungry made me want the day to be done. I was frazzled out, and my judgement skills were beginning to dull.<br />
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Fortunately, there was an option! It is called The Basin, and I was fortuitously abeam its entrance. With the current strongly against me and the wind now flukey in the entryway I fired up the Iron Mizzen for the first time this trip. She started first pull. Into The Basin we went where I found a small cove to throw down the hook. There was a bald eagle nest on a nearby island, and I watched Mother Eagle feed the chicks, I watched the chicks fight Big-Bad-Osprey, and after a quick dinner (with Mother Eagle sitting in a tree nearby preening herself) I was out like a light.<br />
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Note: <a href="http://www.nature.org/ourinitiatives/regions/northamerica/unitedstates/maine/placesweprotect/me-basin-preserve.xml" target="_blank">The Basin's Nature Conservancy's lands</a> are day-use only, no camping (I was anchored in the water and slept aboard), but have nice walking trails and multi-use trails. It's a beautiful place. Please check it out, respect, and enjoy. What a gem!<br />
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Up and at 'em early to catch the tide out of The Basin. It was time to finish this Sebascodegan Circumnavigation. Scout and I motored out of The Basin back to the New Meadows River and set up sail. This was some fine sailing down New Meadows River, when the wind is fresh and the light beckons one to join the living and squeeze the day! Possibilities feel limitless and every part of the body crackles with "Alive! Alive! We woke up for one more day! One more glorious wonderful day!"<br />
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It was a good antidote to yesterday's teeth gnashing in the afternoon. <br />
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In one long close hauled tack, we almost made it to the tip of Sebascodegan... but didn't. Two tacks later, and we rounded East Cundy Point inside Rogue Island, around West Cundy Point and up Ridley Cove back up to Bethel Point!<br />
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SEBASCODEGAN CIRCUMNAVIGATION COMPLETE<br />
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TIP-OLAS:<br />
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Boat wise is up to you, but it's a trip like this that reminds me of the value of small easily rowed boats with downwind sailing potential, like <a href="http://clintchaseboatbuilder.blogspot.com/p/rowboats.html" target="_blank">Clint Chase's Drake</a>. If you're facing a long upwind slog and the current is "meh" or worse, what a better option than to snug into the coast, find the eddies, and work windward? With quiet waters and lots of north/south waterways that will channel the prevailing winds, boats like Drake, the <a href="http://www.duckworksbbs.com/plans/lillistone/phoenix/" target="_blank">Lillistone's Phoenix III</a>, and other comparable boats will shine here. The Sea Pearl 21, of course, did admirably and it's shallow draft made it perfect for some spots, but if my weather or timing was off, it probably would have meant a lot more Iron Mizzen usage. Thoughts to ponder, my friends.<br />
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I strongly recommend the <a href="http://mita.org/trail" target="_blank">MITA guide for more boat access points, camping, and day use areas along the way (you should join this most worthy organization)</a>, your own good charts, and a tide-book-- or at least know the tides, and of course weather information. A well timed journey with the right tides and winds could probably be undertaken in one long long June day-- but two is normal. Mine was three, but it was a late departure on the first day and an early ending on the third. Be ready for strong currents, boat traffic in the on-season, lobstering, and fog (I was spared). Also, this is a relatively populated area, just north of Portland. You will hear traffic, construction, dogs, people talking, jet traffic from Brunswick, and other noises of our common humanity of which we are all bound. <br />
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You could also see bald eagle chicks fighting off Ospreys, seal with their pups, and wide black night skies. Go git 'em, Tiger.<br />
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<br />callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-2647237671800021362014-05-30T10:33:00.001-04:002014-05-30T10:33:12.730-04:00Scout shakes off wintertime on Squam LakeNote new floorboards! Port Orford Cedar. All class. Two large stowage compartments, room for flotation, and foot stretcher when rowing. More on that later.<br />
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<br />callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-23690584146089768652014-05-27T15:42:00.001-04:002014-05-30T19:13:10.400-04:00IAZ,P goes home!For epic pictures of IAZ,P getting sent off to her <a href="http://www.sebagocanoeclub.org/" target="_blank">new home, the Sebago Canoe Club</a>, <a href="http://gis-davlafont.blogspot.com/2014/05/shepherding-goat-from-point-to-point-b.html" target="_blank">please visit Davlafont's blog</a>, big epicness, <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2012/05/in-poland-we-cartop-goat-island-skiff.html" target="_blank">Polish-style</a>. I promise.<br />
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Thanks to the Goat Island Skiff community and fair winds to Captain Patrick Danger-Danger!<br />
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Intrepid Readers I hereby foist upon you the much-delayed annual report-ahj of the one, the only,<br />
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Here at <i>Goat Island Skiff Amateur Style and the Sleek Sea Pearl 21 Too</i> (new cumbersome name of blog) the Small Reach is a moment to be savored. It is, without a doubt, the highlight of our glorious New England Summer (the likes of which the rest of the world envies) because it always contains good times, good sailing, good food and most importantly, absolutely fantastic people. See <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2011/08/small-reach-regatta-2011.html" target="_blank">SRR 2011</a> and <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2012/07/small-reach-regatta-2012.html" target="_blank">SRR 2012 </a>for more goodness. This SRR 2013 features Sea Pearl Scout, instead of my Goat, IAZ,P which stayed at home.</div>
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This year, it was held at <a href="http://hogisland.audubon.org/legacy-hog-island" target="_blank">Hog Island</a> in Muscongus Bay a most worthy destination. I recommend a trip.</div>
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An important note: Some curmudgeonie types will notice the Iron Mizzon (aka Tohatsu 3.5) making it's way to Hog via the stern plate of Scout. I was pressed (<i>against my will</i>) to be at a wedding on Saturday, which meant I was missing Saturday Lobster-fest, and I had to scoot way back up to my trailer. I brought the Iron Mizzon along to facilitate my trudge if needed. Fortunately, I never needed it, and I never started it once, the entire weekend. Just sayin' guys, just sayin'.</div>
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I put in way up-bay on my own the day before the start of the week and I wandered down to Hog over the course of an evening and early morning. Our first night destination was small Havener Ledge in the more narrow and current prone necks of upper Muscongus Bay. That evening heavy fog and rain finally rolled in after lurking for hours.</div>
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Catching the tide, we made our way southbound to Hog Island. I rowed first, and then a small breeze pushed us down the Bay along with the tide. We were speckled with rain but managed to spot Bald Eagles and in the mist, at a distance, a lone ship with long oars slowly working it's way in the same direction. Undoubtedly, it was a fellow Small Reacher and soon, we met with Geoff Kerr of Two Daughters Boatworks in Vermont.<br />
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About this time, the clouds broke and the sun came out and the Regatta filled in and we did a little sailing and a little hand shaking. I ended up meeting someone famous, which was just awesome.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sausage Brian and his brandy new<a href="http://www.duckworksbbs.com/plans/lillistone/flint/" target="_blank"> Ross Lillistone designed Flint</a>, KEEL BASA! This was the first with a lugsail. Nice job Brian! First time boatbuilder.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Funky-Funk-Andrew showed up with a Reuel Parker/Chapelle Cape Cod Oyster Skiff enlarged. <br />
Andrew used to have a Ness Yawl as seen in SRR 2011. <br />
Andrew threw together PHOEBE (classy name) over the winter to tide him over as he builds his next big boat. <br />
Andrew = BoatManly. <a href="http://www.woodenboat.com/small-boats-2014" target="_blank">See Small Boats 2014 for more.</a></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">HISTORIC PHOTO. I pose here with KEES PRINS who is FAMOUS!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">CAP'N JON and KEES PRINS!!! Notice how the famous is rubbing off on Cap'n Jon! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's DINNER! Hog Island staff really put on a good feast for all involved. (Cap'n Jon)</td></tr>
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I was able to anchor Scout in the mooring area which was good, as I planned on sleeping aboard. This meant figuring out how to get back out to the boat and the dock, but Kees Prins was in a similar predicament as he was there <a href="http://forum.woodenboat.com/showthread.php?136835-Kees-Prins-s-Fetch-a-great-small-cabin-boat" target="_blank">with his boat Fetch</a>, (a Oughtred designed <a href="http://nisboats.com/oughtred/mainpages/planingdinghies.html" target="_blank">Fulmar</a> with post-mod cabin). Kees and I arranged a small rowing skiff borrowing schedule which sounds complicated, (because it was) but we figured out how to get there and back with little issues.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The view from my bed. Notice the Caledonia Yawl at 10:00. That's MOLLY HART owned by Phil, who owned Scout!<br />
At 11:00 is FETCH, where Famous Kees Prins is sleeping.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">HISTORIC PHOTO AGAIN! This is me, first night EVAR sleeping aboard my.own.boat. <br />
I've slept aboard before, I've owned boats before, and this is the first time putting the two together. <br />
Absolutely bonkers. I kept waking up all night and couldn't wipe the poopie-eating grin off my face. </td></tr>
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Today was, well, exciting. We left Hog en-masse and proceeded north, got confused on our lunch spot, got rectified, found our lunch spot, almost lost a few souls to man-eating mud/oyster bar, and then sailed into a strong wind, beating upwind for hours to make way back to Hog. I don't have any pictures of The Big Wind because I was busy sailing, reefing, sailing, reefing, checking on others in smaller boats, and sailing. It was great sailing for Scout, difficult for others, but all in all we made it back no problems. One guy capsized, but near the dock back at Hog, not during the difficult stuff. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kees Prins and I rowing back to the dock after I picked him up for breakfast. Scout's tent is up. <br />
Life is grand. WOW. (Capn' Jon)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Porch time after breakfast. No one really wants to go sailing.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I double dog dare you.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's that sneaky Coquina from <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2011/08/small-reach-regatta-2011.html" target="_blank">SRR 2011!</a></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The legendary WOLFISH makes her appearance in the anchorage.<br />
Washington County Peapod</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roger Long designed 22' Yawldory ELYSSA with veteran <a href="http://www.clintchaseboatbuilder.com/" target="_blank">Clint Chase BoatBuilder </a> at the helm.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Funky-funk Andrew and his Cape Cod Oyster Skiff</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The fleet in a slightly blurry pic that makes it feel like it's 1964. Right?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A Melonseed and a Superseed That Supercedes the Melonseed discuss duck hunting on their way north.<br />
WHAT A SIGHT.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lunch beach. Note rescue of poor soul being eaten by the oyster bar.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Most of these people are just happy to be alive and not swallowed whole by the oyster bar. <br />
Little do they know of the travails that await that them.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After The Big Wind, Cap'n Jon and his Phoenix III TWO HEARTED cruise back to Hog with swank.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scout and me rolling back in to the Hog Island harbor after The Big Wind. <br />
We are tuckered and looking for rest. Note the reef in the sails.<br />
The Iron Mizzen is almost dragging because I lost my more-wedge and the mount slipped a notch.<br />
Otherwise, a proud Sea Pearl 21 photo! (Kees Prins)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cap'n Jon, Sausage Brian, and myself raft up to congratulate each other on how great we all are. <br />
Scout is the mothership, and is feeling pretty important right about now.</td></tr>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Day TWO</span></b><br />
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After the excitement of Day One, it was good to get a breather. Unfortunately, this was my last day at the Small Reach due to my obligations back in the Granite State. I missed traditional Lobster dinner and the Saturday Sail, so apologies beforehand. We sailed down to Harbor Island whose owners allows the public day use of the terrain, with big cliffs and forests, and berry fruits. Please respect the occupants. It's a great place.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another great night sleeping aboard.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Little wind but pretty boats. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm drying laundry. (Cap'n Jon)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tom Jackson and FAR AND AWAY his beautiful Noman's Land boat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I am pointing to something important and meaningful. (Cap'n Jon)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Previous Scout skipper with MOLLY HART and her crew! YAR!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px;">Working down to Harbor Island. (Cap'n Jon)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sneaky Coquina</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yawldory on the beach at Harbor Island.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ben Fuller's Harrier RANTAN </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sneaky Coquina again because they are so, so, so pretty!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scout and Two Hearted being buds.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These are our Dutch friends that we remember from 2011.<br />
I am giving them a US Yacht Ensign to help forge peace between our countries.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clint Chase, Cap'n Jon and me walking through raspberries to the cliffs on Harbor Island. (Cap'n Jon)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yours truly napping on a ledge. <br />
It is quite the drop to my left, do not be fooled by this photographic device! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sausage Brian rolling back to Hog in KEEL BASA. (oh, the piggy references!) I love the look of this boat! Go!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">VELLELA VELLELA, SCOUT, and KEEL BASA working north. Go man, go! (Cap'n Jon)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I check out the rocks up close. (Cap'n Jon)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ness Yawl</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The three Sea Pearls decided to round Hog the long way. Here we are strung out like SHIPS OF THE LINE.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All of us wing-and-wing!</td></tr>
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At this point, I had to exit stage left and work northwards to my trailer. It was a sad moment for me, but I can't wait, I tell you again, I can't wait for SRR 2014! YES! Bring the fun, bring the people, bring the food and the good times, bring the boats and bring on the sailing! Yes! </div>
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callsign222http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261614816950499757noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508743712687076546.post-70168093609037529952014-04-24T00:10:00.001-04:002014-04-24T00:40:06.348-04:00In which IAZ,P boldly sails forth to new adventures.AHOY Mateys, Intrepid Readers, and friends! I report to you this fine spring day that "I Am Zinea, Pterodactylus" has exchanged sailors in a happy fashion and is southwest bound from New Hampshire to the bustling and exciting <a href="http://tugster.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">6th boro of New York City</a>. She is now in the hands of Cap'n Patrick Danger Danger and his nefarious gang.<br />
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Oh! Poseidon look kindly on IAZ,P's new crew! I now shall recite to you this slightly modified age-old Goat Island Skiff plea. Amazing aquatic one, please receive it with benevolence:<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><i>May they enjoy fair winds and following seas,</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><i>High adventure and times of quiet relaxation,</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><i>May they always find the port before the storm,</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><i>and may she never abandon her crew in their most dire moment of need. </i></span><br />
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Appropriate beverage-esque ceremony to follow.<br />
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I am happy to see this happen.<br />
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Thank you everyone, for everything. Too many people to list, so many unknown peoples, it doesn't matter, thank you all. IAZ,P has been such a wonderful experience in my life. Please continue to follow GIS Amateur Style as we slowly segue fully into Sea Pearl 21 adventuring with "Scout" who has been featured in several previous posts, <a href="http://gisamateur.blogspot.com/2013/09/portland-almost-to-seguin-island-and.html" target="_blank">such as this one</a>.<br />
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HUZZAH<br />
HUZZAH<br />
HUZZAH!!!<br />
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