Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Friday, August 11, 2006
Thursday, August 10, 2006
LeShack: Pre 2000 Remodel
I found these photos of LeShack before the remodel.
Gotta love the kitchen.
Monday, August 07, 2006
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Exodus from Bainbridge
After talking to the harbor master at the Port of Bellingham, we got a bit down. After all, one of the main reason's for moving to Washington was to have better boat accessibility. After much scrounging around, Kathy found a spot at Cap Sante Marina in Anacortes. The marina is roughly an hour drive from Bellingham. It definitely beats the crap our of our 21 hour drive from Fort Collins. The other bonus, is that the marina is quite a bit cheaper than Winslow Wharf on Bainbridge. So with a bit of trepidation we called our dock manager and told him that we would be our of the slip in a couple of weeks while meanwhile plopping down the first months rent in Anacortes.
The plan was for me to fly out, get Kalliope ready and then sail her up to Anacortes. Of course, life was destined to throw us a bit of a curve ball. Kathy had a family emergency and we thought that we might have to immediately fly back east to take care of it. As it turned out, we had to go out, but we were able to wait a couple of weeks.
So I fly into Seattle on a Friday and make the rounds to a variety of Government offices so that Kalliope can be all legal and proper like. She needed to get some shiny new stickers to prove that she wasn't no tax dodging low class boat. Note to Washington, if you want to collect big piles of money from me, don't make it so damn hard. The weather is downright toasty and here I am wearing all kinds of pile jackets and sweaters. Did I mention that it was sunny. No stinkin' rain in sight.
On Saturday, Bainbridge is having their opening day and I seem to be nursing a bit of a hangover after one or two or three drinks to many at the local watering hole. I did meet a whole pile of interesting people though. There was the guy that was the IT guy from the Port of Seattle. There was a filmmaker that mostly did corporate gigs. There was the irritating gay lad that had quite an attitude, and there was the drunk older women making the rounds. Just another Friday night in the always rocking town of Bainbridge.
Sunday, was supposed to be a boat fix up day. I was going to do all of those early season boat things, like change the oil, clean the filters, stuff like that. But, the weather was blowing about 25 from the South so I decided to skip this little maintenance step and Philippe, BJ, and myself took her out of the slip. It was nice sunny, blowing like stink. What could be better. Except the motor would only push us along at about 3 kts. Yuck. No worries, though it was a big downhill schlep all the way to Port Ludlow. Ye hah.
We chugged along right into the wind until we hit the outer marker of Eagle Harbor, turned the boat south and let her rip. Pretty soon we were doing 7-8 kts over the water; however, the 4 foot steep chop made the boat fling violently side to side, but we did get some great surfing in! Of course this was not to last because on the horizon loomed a dark menacing cloud.
The wind keeps on moving a little further to the SE and starts to die down to about 8 kts. BJ declares that the wind has probably settled in fot the day, so we decided to haul up the spinnaker so that when we make Point No Point , we can have a screaming ride to Ludlow. We are really moving along now. Routinely hitting 7 kts We end up passing a sailboat that is motoring North. Wimps! A little rain, a little black clouds, now is not the time to fire up the iron lung. As we approach Point No Point, the wind becomes increasingly on our nose. So much that we are now struggling to make the point. Just as we squeeze around the point, the wind seems to shift almost on our nose. So we douse the spinnaker, raise the main and the jenny again and generally fart around for 15 minutes trying to get everything stowed away. Meanwhile, the other sail boat has finally raised their sails and is actually gaining on us. We can't have that so we square everything away and bury the rail as we head north again. Nobody is catching us now.
The wind keeps on building and we figure that we are probably over canvased, but we are almost to the northern marker at Hood Canal. Once we clear that mark, then we can turn our buts into the wind and cruise on home. After a couple of more minutes of lee rail underwater action (in which my foot gets soaked!), we make the turn and cruise on in to Port Ludlow. Just then the wind start to mellow out and drops to under 8 kts as we make it into the harbor. We pull almost all of the way to the dock and luckily the Motor Fires right up and we limp into the dock.
That night we had dinner at BJ, Tricia and Blakes house. A truley cool sail.
Monday
The next day was penance day. I spend most of the day cleaning filters and doing all of the crap that I was supposed to do on Sunday. There was hardly a breath a wind most of the day, so all in all a good decision. Well probably a bad decision, but damn it was great sailing. That evening BJ came down for a brew and we ended up taking his boat, Nelle Bly (Kalliope's sister ship). It was dead calm in the harbor, but picked from the West once we cleared out. Again we had the rail in the water making a good 6+ kts to weather. Not a bad Monday.
Tuesday
BJ had to head back to work so it was just Philippe and myself. It was dead calm in Port Ludlow, but by the time we clear Colvos rocks, the wind started picking up out of the west, Eventually settling in round 18kts. Pretty soon we were up to our old trick, 7+ kts railed buried in the water.
It was no time before we were in Port Townsend and even sailed up to Port Hudson for a tour of the waterfront. The plan was to spend the night at Port Townsend Rigging's dock, but when we arrived a couple of boats were plugging the entrance to the travel lift, so we pulled up next to the fuel dock and head up to CJs for some much deserved lunch. That evening was spent dining at Dan's and Lisa's diner where the star attraction is a largish viking stove. Later that evening, we headed down to Bongo for a couple more brews. Life was good in PT.
Wednesday
Now you would think that I would have learned my lesson, but it seems that every time I want to cross the Straits of Juan de Puca, I seem to go out with Dan and Lisa the night before and then it seems like we open some wine and the some more wine and then ... Well, this time was no exception and we had to get up good and early so that we could ride the ebb out of PT and then the ensuing flood into Anacortes. Okay, I didn't feel as bad as that last story. Anyway, on this leg Eric (aka Anchor), joined us for the crossing. The winds were pretty light so we motored to get out of Admiltary Inlet. After we got out of the narrowest part and had a bit of lunch we raised the spinnaker and ghosted along at around 4 kts.
Eventually we managed to get to Anacortes and Kalliope's new slip. Now the new slip really sucked rocks. It was next to a very unattractive power boat so that evening I went down to the marina office and picked up a new slip on the F docks next to a nice Babba 30.
Thursday
My flight wasn't until Thursday so Philippe and I decided to head up to Bellingham so that I could hook up with my realtor and do a little bit of house shopping. Again we had nice sail 20-28 kts out of the south. We just had the Genoa up and surfed all of the way into Bellingham, sometimes hitting upwards of 8 kts. Ye hah!
That night we walked downtown and had dinner the Pepper Sisters. Yum.
Friday
After a nice breakfast at the Mount Bakery cafe and a little house hunting, we headed back to Anacortes. This time the wind was blowing 10-15 kts on the nose. What the hell. We decided to beat our way back to Anacortes and regularly had the boat at 7+ kts close hauled. Kind of a personal best for Kalliope. Finally, all of the rigging is tuned the way I like it, the sails are only a couple of years old. It was very sweet.
That night I climbed the mast and removed my anemometer. It had developed a really irritating hum and just had to go. Of course, I couldn't get one of the bolts removed so I spent an hour trying to get it to work. Fun.
Saturday.
Back to Fort Collins. No houses yet. But we are looking.
The plan was for me to fly out, get Kalliope ready and then sail her up to Anacortes. Of course, life was destined to throw us a bit of a curve ball. Kathy had a family emergency and we thought that we might have to immediately fly back east to take care of it. As it turned out, we had to go out, but we were able to wait a couple of weeks.
So I fly into Seattle on a Friday and make the rounds to a variety of Government offices so that Kalliope can be all legal and proper like. She needed to get some shiny new stickers to prove that she wasn't no tax dodging low class boat. Note to Washington, if you want to collect big piles of money from me, don't make it so damn hard. The weather is downright toasty and here I am wearing all kinds of pile jackets and sweaters. Did I mention that it was sunny. No stinkin' rain in sight.
On Saturday, Bainbridge is having their opening day and I seem to be nursing a bit of a hangover after one or two or three drinks to many at the local watering hole. I did meet a whole pile of interesting people though. There was the guy that was the IT guy from the Port of Seattle. There was a filmmaker that mostly did corporate gigs. There was the irritating gay lad that had quite an attitude, and there was the drunk older women making the rounds. Just another Friday night in the always rocking town of Bainbridge.
Sunday, was supposed to be a boat fix up day. I was going to do all of those early season boat things, like change the oil, clean the filters, stuff like that. But, the weather was blowing about 25 from the South so I decided to skip this little maintenance step and Philippe, BJ, and myself took her out of the slip. It was nice sunny, blowing like stink. What could be better. Except the motor would only push us along at about 3 kts. Yuck. No worries, though it was a big downhill schlep all the way to Port Ludlow. Ye hah.
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| Bye Bye Bainbridge - 25 kts, all downhill! |
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| The Big Black Cloud |
The funny thing about this cloud, is that you could just make out a couple of dozen boats headed towards us flying their spinnakers. Hmm, we were just flying our headsail. Hmm, they are flying their spinnakers and coming right at us. What's wrong with this picture. wind---> us <---- wind. So all of the sudden the wind shifted about 180 degrees and shot up to about 30 kts. We were just using the Genoa and didn't even have the main up. A quick furl of the jenny and an unfurl on the staysail brought thing under control, but we weren't really going anywhere. On the other had, we were practically hove to (or almost, maybe more like hull down!) After the initial blast, the wind shift more to the east and we were able to get her under control again, except now we were close hauled. But making 6+ kts in mostly the direction that we wanted to go, so all looked good. Meanwhile, the fleet of spinnakers ghosted right past us. Kind of eerie in the clouds.
The wind keeps on moving a little further to the SE and starts to die down to about 8 kts. BJ declares that the wind has probably settled in fot the day, so we decided to haul up the spinnaker so that when we make Point No Point , we can have a screaming ride to Ludlow. We are really moving along now. Routinely hitting 7 kts We end up passing a sailboat that is motoring North. Wimps! A little rain, a little black clouds, now is not the time to fire up the iron lung. As we approach Point No Point, the wind becomes increasingly on our nose. So much that we are now struggling to make the point. Just as we squeeze around the point, the wind seems to shift almost on our nose. So we douse the spinnaker, raise the main and the jenny again and generally fart around for 15 minutes trying to get everything stowed away. Meanwhile, the other sail boat has finally raised their sails and is actually gaining on us. We can't have that so we square everything away and bury the rail as we head north again. Nobody is catching us now.
The wind keeps on building and we figure that we are probably over canvased, but we are almost to the northern marker at Hood Canal. Once we clear that mark, then we can turn our buts into the wind and cruise on home. After a couple of more minutes of lee rail underwater action (in which my foot gets soaked!), we make the turn and cruise on in to Port Ludlow. Just then the wind start to mellow out and drops to under 8 kts as we make it into the harbor. We pull almost all of the way to the dock and luckily the Motor Fires right up and we limp into the dock.
That night we had dinner at BJ, Tricia and Blakes house. A truley cool sail.
Monday
The next day was penance day. I spend most of the day cleaning filters and doing all of the crap that I was supposed to do on Sunday. There was hardly a breath a wind most of the day, so all in all a good decision. Well probably a bad decision, but damn it was great sailing. That evening BJ came down for a brew and we ended up taking his boat, Nelle Bly (Kalliope's sister ship). It was dead calm in the harbor, but picked from the West once we cleared out. Again we had the rail in the water making a good 6+ kts to weather. Not a bad Monday.
Tuesday
BJ had to head back to work so it was just Philippe and myself. It was dead calm in Port Ludlow, but by the time we clear Colvos rocks, the wind started picking up out of the west, Eventually settling in round 18kts. Pretty soon we were up to our old trick, 7+ kts railed buried in the water.
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| Bustin' through the chop |
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| Philippe Taking a Tour of the Lee Shrouds |
It was no time before we were in Port Townsend and even sailed up to Port Hudson for a tour of the waterfront. The plan was to spend the night at Port Townsend Rigging's dock, but when we arrived a couple of boats were plugging the entrance to the travel lift, so we pulled up next to the fuel dock and head up to CJs for some much deserved lunch. That evening was spent dining at Dan's and Lisa's diner where the star attraction is a largish viking stove. Later that evening, we headed down to Bongo for a couple more brews. Life was good in PT.
Wednesday
Now you would think that I would have learned my lesson, but it seems that every time I want to cross the Straits of Juan de Puca, I seem to go out with Dan and Lisa the night before and then it seems like we open some wine and the some more wine and then ... Well, this time was no exception and we had to get up good and early so that we could ride the ebb out of PT and then the ensuing flood into Anacortes. Okay, I didn't feel as bad as that last story. Anyway, on this leg Eric (aka Anchor), joined us for the crossing. The winds were pretty light so we motored to get out of Admiltary Inlet. After we got out of the narrowest part and had a bit of lunch we raised the spinnaker and ghosted along at around 4 kts.
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| Thar She Blows - Ghosting along in the Straits of San Juan de Puca |
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| The Capn and Crew Crossing the Staits. |
Eventually we managed to get to Anacortes and Kalliope's new slip. Now the new slip really sucked rocks. It was next to a very unattractive power boat so that evening I went down to the marina office and picked up a new slip on the F docks next to a nice Babba 30.
Thursday
My flight wasn't until Thursday so Philippe and I decided to head up to Bellingham so that I could hook up with my realtor and do a little bit of house shopping. Again we had nice sail 20-28 kts out of the south. We just had the Genoa up and surfed all of the way into Bellingham, sometimes hitting upwards of 8 kts. Ye hah!
That night we walked downtown and had dinner the Pepper Sisters. Yum.
Friday
After a nice breakfast at the Mount Bakery cafe and a little house hunting, we headed back to Anacortes. This time the wind was blowing 10-15 kts on the nose. What the hell. We decided to beat our way back to Anacortes and regularly had the boat at 7+ kts close hauled. Kind of a personal best for Kalliope. Finally, all of the rigging is tuned the way I like it, the sails are only a couple of years old. It was very sweet.
That night I climbed the mast and removed my anemometer. It had developed a really irritating hum and just had to go. Of course, I couldn't get one of the bolts removed so I spent an hour trying to get it to work. Fun.
Saturday.
Back to Fort Collins. No houses yet. But we are looking.
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Rainy Day Women
For the past three years we have been driving up to Washington every summer to cruise the Pacific Northwest in Kalliope our 37' Bob Perry designed Tayana. This year, we decided, would be different. We decided to make the plunge and move to the soggy NW from our home in Colorado (aka, the land of eternal sunshine).
I've always worried that the winter weather would get to me and so I vowed to spend month in the Seattle area during the dead of winter so I could get a feel for what the gloom was really all about. So we packed up the cruiser, the cats, 5 pairs of skis, a snowboard, snowshoes and god knows what else, for our winter tour of the west.
Now somewhere along the line, I managed to hijack the plan a bit. I figured, I didn't really want to live in Washington, but maybe we could live closer. Some place that wouldn't take us 2 days to drive. So I inscribed a big circle and created a list of the who's who of Western Sports Mecas. These cities had all made somebodies top 10 list, one way or the other. Bozeman, Missoula, Bend, Boise, Bainbridge, Bellingham, Ballard, (damn a lot of Bs here), and Port Townsend, rounded out our short list of places that we might like to live. Before it was all over, we also checked out Spokane, and Sausalito.
Just South of Bozeman on Ted Turner's Ranch
Now you probably think that I'm going to go into a long winding story about the virtues and vices of all of these fine towns that we visited. I could, and it might make an interesting story, but I'll chase to the meet. The original goal was to see what Washington was like in the winter. We though that we had it it pretty good. It had been raining for six weeks straight ... and when we arrived at Kalliope moored in Bainbridge it was still raining. As an added bonus, Kalliope's deck now matched her bright green hull. The entire deck was covered with a nice green slime. Well, that just wouldn't do so I managed to spend Sunday morning in the rain scrubbing the goo off of the boat. Did I mention that it was raining? Well it did rain, for about a day. Then the clouds parted and for the next two weeks it was just gorgeous. No rain at all. So how are we supposed to pick?
Port Towsend in February - Where's the Rain?
Well pick we did, and the winner is Bellingham, WA. We even got a Realtor set up and are looking for a place to move all of our land based possessions. As far as Kalliope goes, we've decided to more her north so that she can be a little closer to our new home. However, the waiting list for the Port of Bellingham Marina is something like 10 years long, so we settled on a place in Anacortes.
Sitting on the Dock of the Bay in Sausalito - I could almost live here.
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Christmas Update
A quick Christmas update.
Hey you actually followed the link on the Christmas card. Congrats! Here is the boring text update that I didn't actually send out. Here is what I did last year: Work ... and quite a bit of it too. Somehow I got tied up with Boulder Ventures and started working on yet another start up company. This happened almost a year ago and pretty much consumed all of my time from last December until this past summer. I managed to hit the old airplane a couple of times. Mostly to exciting places like Boston, Austin, and the Bay area. The startup was based around RFID and was frustrating as hell. You can see the results of a half a year's endeavor at Radfly. Did you notice there really isn't anything there. Well that's about the size of it. My partner and I pretty much closed it down last summer.
We also had a quick trip out to Seattle over Memorial Day weekend. We ended up hooking up with the Family Yacht Club and had a grand time rafted up in Poulsbo. After that, we managed to move our boat from Bainbridge up to Poulsbo. That was a pretty short trip.
But we were back pretty quickly over the 4th of July weekend. Mostly we just took short trips. We visited the Lavender festival and had brief trips to Mt Olympia National Park. More details will eventually be found in the Nav Station.
In late July we had a visit from my sister and her clan. We visited the Denver Zoo, Rocky Mountain National Park, The Denver Museum of Natural History, Vail and who knows what else.
After they headed back we took a trip out to Seattle to visit our boat and hang out at the Perry Rendezvous. We then headed up to Canada for a couple of weeks and then swung back south for Port Townsend's wooden boat fest. I got to do some racing on my friend Eric's boat and we even managed to win in the lightest wind you can imagine. So we did manage about a month on the water after all.
Next it was back to Fort Collins and a quick trip out to California to visit some friends. I even managed to almost get a job with a very LARGE company. Luckily, cooler heads prevailed and I ended up starting a small consulting company, Atengo, with a friend of mine. That web site actually has some more information. We have officially dubbed it the world's worst web site. Hopefully it will get better soon. We even have a customer, so I have been busting my arse until just minutes ago.
So that's the quick update. Maybe someday I will do more with this stuff.
Hey you actually followed the link on the Christmas card. Congrats! Here is the boring text update that I didn't actually send out. Here is what I did last year: Work ... and quite a bit of it too. Somehow I got tied up with Boulder Ventures and started working on yet another start up company. This happened almost a year ago and pretty much consumed all of my time from last December until this past summer. I managed to hit the old airplane a couple of times. Mostly to exciting places like Boston, Austin, and the Bay area. The startup was based around RFID and was frustrating as hell. You can see the results of a half a year's endeavor at Radfly. Did you notice there really isn't anything there. Well that's about the size of it. My partner and I pretty much closed it down last summer.
We also had a quick trip out to Seattle over Memorial Day weekend. We ended up hooking up with the Family Yacht Club and had a grand time rafted up in Poulsbo. After that, we managed to move our boat from Bainbridge up to Poulsbo. That was a pretty short trip.
But we were back pretty quickly over the 4th of July weekend. Mostly we just took short trips. We visited the Lavender festival and had brief trips to Mt Olympia National Park. More details will eventually be found in the Nav Station.
In late July we had a visit from my sister and her clan. We visited the Denver Zoo, Rocky Mountain National Park, The Denver Museum of Natural History, Vail and who knows what else.
After they headed back we took a trip out to Seattle to visit our boat and hang out at the Perry Rendezvous. We then headed up to Canada for a couple of weeks and then swung back south for Port Townsend's wooden boat fest. I got to do some racing on my friend Eric's boat and we even managed to win in the lightest wind you can imagine. So we did manage about a month on the water after all.
Next it was back to Fort Collins and a quick trip out to California to visit some friends. I even managed to almost get a job with a very LARGE company. Luckily, cooler heads prevailed and I ended up starting a small consulting company, Atengo, with a friend of mine. That web site actually has some more information. We have officially dubbed it the world's worst web site. Hopefully it will get better soon. We even have a customer, so I have been busting my arse until just minutes ago.
So that's the quick update. Maybe someday I will do more with this stuff.
Monday, July 11, 2005
July Showers Too
They plan was supposed to be another raft up with the Family Yacht Club at Roche Habor. But, we had some issues that didn't allow us to leave Fort Collins until Friday. So we loaded up the Cruiser with cats, clothes and all of the things you might need for a week of cruising and headed off to west coast. Now for some reason, it was extra windy driving across Wyoming, Utah, Idaho, Oregon, and Seattle. For two days we battled unseasonably strong winds driving across the plains. Man, I was just plain beat up.
Finally we managed to hit the Bainbridge ferry at 7:30 ish. We decided to go ahead and eat in Bainbridge since everything around Port Ludlow would be closed (Everything being the one place to eat in Port Ludlow). So we headed down to docks and had a nice little dinner. We even saw Lizbeth and Dave. After finishing up, we had the big drive to Port Ludlow. Somehow we managed to make it there by about midnight. By this time we where pretty much tired.
On Sunday, we headed back to Bainbridge and met Dave and Lizbeth on Bainbridge for their 3rd of July celebration. We were going to wait and watch fireworks at Port Ludlow, but we were just too tired. So we scooted back, exhausted again!
The Monday plan was supposed to be a trip to Lake Union to see Eric's new boat, but gravity really set in. I ended up finishing the splice on some double-braid dock lines that I had started working on at home and just hanging out in the sunshine. Meanwhile, we ended up meeting another couple that had a big ole boat moored near ours. The lake Union trip was really starting to look like a drag, so we ended up bailing on that gig and headed up to Port Townsend to watch Fireworks at Fort Worden. We ended up getting a nice spot on the beach near Point Hudson. It was a good show and not crowded. I think we had something like 30 people on the beach. A real nice gig!
Now I was feeling good and rested, so the next day I decided to replace my starter with my spare. The old starter had been really bothering me, since the solenoid kept on getting jammed, causing the motor to not start at the worst possible times. So I pull out all of the crap in the aft berth and notice a little bit of water below the water heater. Uh oh. It turns out the heater was leaking. Crap. I decided to ignore that for a bit and replaced the old starter. This wasn't too bad and the new one cranked right up. Meanwhile, I also ended up changing the oil and replacing all of the fuel filters. At least the motor was good and happy. The water heater, I just ignored for another day and eventually pulled it out. That was a really big friggin. mess. So for now, we have no hot water and probably won't until I decide what to replace it with.
5/13/2010 Note -
I eventually replaced the water heater with an Isotherm model. It looks like it is built quite well. The only issue is that it has an anti-scald device that makes the water colder than I would like. I think this has to do more with my lack of water pressure than anything else.
Finally we managed to hit the Bainbridge ferry at 7:30 ish. We decided to go ahead and eat in Bainbridge since everything around Port Ludlow would be closed (Everything being the one place to eat in Port Ludlow). So we headed down to docks and had a nice little dinner. We even saw Lizbeth and Dave. After finishing up, we had the big drive to Port Ludlow. Somehow we managed to make it there by about midnight. By this time we where pretty much tired.
On Sunday, we headed back to Bainbridge and met Dave and Lizbeth on Bainbridge for their 3rd of July celebration. We were going to wait and watch fireworks at Port Ludlow, but we were just too tired. So we scooted back, exhausted again!
The Monday plan was supposed to be a trip to Lake Union to see Eric's new boat, but gravity really set in. I ended up finishing the splice on some double-braid dock lines that I had started working on at home and just hanging out in the sunshine. Meanwhile, we ended up meeting another couple that had a big ole boat moored near ours. The lake Union trip was really starting to look like a drag, so we ended up bailing on that gig and headed up to Port Townsend to watch Fireworks at Fort Worden. We ended up getting a nice spot on the beach near Point Hudson. It was a good show and not crowded. I think we had something like 30 people on the beach. A real nice gig!
Now I was feeling good and rested, so the next day I decided to replace my starter with my spare. The old starter had been really bothering me, since the solenoid kept on getting jammed, causing the motor to not start at the worst possible times. So I pull out all of the crap in the aft berth and notice a little bit of water below the water heater. Uh oh. It turns out the heater was leaking. Crap. I decided to ignore that for a bit and replaced the old starter. This wasn't too bad and the new one cranked right up. Meanwhile, I also ended up changing the oil and replacing all of the fuel filters. At least the motor was good and happy. The water heater, I just ignored for another day and eventually pulled it out. That was a really big friggin. mess. So for now, we have no hot water and probably won't until I decide what to replace it with.
5/13/2010 Note -
I eventually replaced the water heater with an Isotherm model. It looks like it is built quite well. The only issue is that it has an anti-scald device that makes the water colder than I would like. I think this has to do more with my lack of water pressure than anything else.
Friday, May 27, 2005
May Flowers
So for grins we decide to head out to California first. I have a meeting on Monday with a VC in Colorado and then another one on Wednesday with a VC in San Hoser. Kathy decides to drive out early to California with the cats while I do my Colorado meeting. After the meeting on Monday, I head to the airport only to be greeted by several thunderstorms. Seems like the airplanes all got diverted to Colorado Springs and my flight was effectively canceled. But wait, somehow I managed to get rerouted and I have a new direct flight to Reno (where Kathy is waiting for me). So I manage to make it into Reno kind of late, but at least I made it. The next day, we scoot on down to San Francisco to stay at a friends house. I have my meeting on Wednesday and then head up to San Francisco to meet my bud Tracy for some general touring and dinner. The next day, Kathy and I head north and stop in Oregon for the night. The next day we head out and battle through some of the Memorial Day traffic.
Okay, so we arrive late on Friday afternoon with all intentions of just hanging at Bainbridge for the next couple of days. The first thing I got to do was replace the gaskets in the head, since the head was completely dysfunctional. This mostly worked, but the whole thing leaked a bit. But, Saturday morning was so nice that we decided to join up with the Family Yacht club's memorial day raft-up. David and Lizbeth from the Platypus joined us for a leisurely sail to Agate passage. Afterward we started the old motor and headed into Eagle Harbor. The trip was mostly uneventful except for a near miss with a pylon in the middle of Agate passage ... oops.
The next two nights we rafted up with five other boats and had a tasty potluck. A couple of us ended up shooting the crap and possibly drinking too much until about 4 in the morning. Needless to say, the next day we spent seriously lazing about the cockpit. That evening we headed to shore for a big Italian feast with the whole crew.
Now, we had been talking with the folks up at the Port Ludlow marina about moving our boat there. Finally, after much chatting, Kathy convinced them that we should be there, so on Monday we motored and sailed up to Port Ludlow and put Kalliope in her new home.
Now that was a pretty damn nice weekend.
Port Ludlow is a very pretty place, but duller than warm toast with no jam.
Okay, damn it. The head is still screwed up. And look a new head is only $120. So I decided to go and just replace the damn thing. This should be easy, but of course it isn't. After taking the head out, I noticed that the plywood that the head was attached too was a bit rotten. So I pulled the whole thing out dried it out and repainted it. But since I was painting that, I decided to update the paint on the boat hook. And why not repaint my spare starter since it had some rust on it. So this project knocked out a whole day or so. I'm thinking that maintaining a boat part time from Colorado is going to be a real pain.
After that it just started to rain. I'm just not sure I'm a very good NW person
Nothing like a good working vacation.
Okay, so we arrive late on Friday afternoon with all intentions of just hanging at Bainbridge for the next couple of days. The first thing I got to do was replace the gaskets in the head, since the head was completely dysfunctional. This mostly worked, but the whole thing leaked a bit. But, Saturday morning was so nice that we decided to join up with the Family Yacht club's memorial day raft-up. David and Lizbeth from the Platypus joined us for a leisurely sail to Agate passage. Afterward we started the old motor and headed into Eagle Harbor. The trip was mostly uneventful except for a near miss with a pylon in the middle of Agate passage ... oops.
The next two nights we rafted up with five other boats and had a tasty potluck. A couple of us ended up shooting the crap and possibly drinking too much until about 4 in the morning. Needless to say, the next day we spent seriously lazing about the cockpit. That evening we headed to shore for a big Italian feast with the whole crew.
Now, we had been talking with the folks up at the Port Ludlow marina about moving our boat there. Finally, after much chatting, Kathy convinced them that we should be there, so on Monday we motored and sailed up to Port Ludlow and put Kalliope in her new home.
Now that was a pretty damn nice weekend.
Port Ludlow is a very pretty place, but duller than warm toast with no jam.
Okay, damn it. The head is still screwed up. And look a new head is only $120. So I decided to go and just replace the damn thing. This should be easy, but of course it isn't. After taking the head out, I noticed that the plywood that the head was attached too was a bit rotten. So I pulled the whole thing out dried it out and repainted it. But since I was painting that, I decided to update the paint on the boat hook. And why not repaint my spare starter since it had some rust on it. So this project knocked out a whole day or so. I'm thinking that maintaining a boat part time from Colorado is going to be a real pain.
After that it just started to rain. I'm just not sure I'm a very good NW person
Nothing like a good working vacation.
Saturday, April 16, 2005
April Showers
The boat is still in Bainbridge and I have been working way too much lately; however, we finally did manage to get out to Seattle for a couple of days. We found a couple of cheapo flights on Alaska air and hit the sky.
The weather on Saturday was blowing pretty hard from the south and we ended up taking Nelly Bly out in some 20+ kt winds from Port Ludlow down south to Point No Point. It was an all guys trip (except for the couple that we picked up on the dock). It was pretty much bash and go the whole way. A pretty good sail.
The next day, things mellowed out and we took Kalliope out from Port Townsend towards Seattle and finally over to Blake Island. BJ and Tricia crewed with us and we had a nice leisurely sail. The sun even managed to poke out on the way back.
The next couple of days we ended up checking out a bunch of Seattle finest dining establishments. Yum, Yum.
Why is it that I want to work my ass off at a startup? Explain that to me again.
The weather on Saturday was blowing pretty hard from the south and we ended up taking Nelly Bly out in some 20+ kt winds from Port Ludlow down south to Point No Point. It was an all guys trip (except for the couple that we picked up on the dock). It was pretty much bash and go the whole way. A pretty good sail.
The next day, things mellowed out and we took Kalliope out from Port Townsend towards Seattle and finally over to Blake Island. BJ and Tricia crewed with us and we had a nice leisurely sail. The sun even managed to poke out on the way back.
The next couple of days we ended up checking out a bunch of Seattle finest dining establishments. Yum, Yum.
Why is it that I want to work my ass off at a startup? Explain that to me again.
Monday, December 13, 2004
Christmas Parade
Well we finally managed to get the boat down to Bainbridge and all tied up. We hung out for a couple of weeks working on projects and such. At the end of October we loaded up the truck, cats, and a ton of gear and headed back to Fort Collins.
In November we traveled back east to visit family. Kathy visited her mom in Greensboro and I visited my sister and mother. After that we met some friends in Disneyland for a couple of days.
In December we finally made it back to Bainbridge for some much needed boat visiting. We arrived just in time for the Eagle Harbor parade. Complete with caroling boats, lights and the whole nine yards. We didn't arrive early enough for Kalliope to participate, but we did manage to hang out on Nelli Bly during the evening. The next day Phillipe and I took a sail (mostly motor) around Blake Island. It was really a nice day, pretty warm with no rain at all (of course the next day it blew like stink!).
In November we traveled back east to visit family. Kathy visited her mom in Greensboro and I visited my sister and mother. After that we met some friends in Disneyland for a couple of days.
In December we finally made it back to Bainbridge for some much needed boat visiting. We arrived just in time for the Eagle Harbor parade. Complete with caroling boats, lights and the whole nine yards. We didn't arrive early enough for Kalliope to participate, but we did manage to hang out on Nelli Bly during the evening. The next day Phillipe and I took a sail (mostly motor) around Blake Island. It was really a nice day, pretty warm with no rain at all (of course the next day it blew like stink!).
Sunday, August 22, 2004
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
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