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Whoosh

Time flies, deadlines whoosh, building a boat proceeds at snail’s pace.

My wife was right. She always is.

Reason to prove her wrong?

In September the thought popped up: “I can complete this boat in 90 days”.

Those 90 days: been and gone. Much progress, but not enough.

Carpentry is done. Now I’m sanding. Have been for two weeks: bog, sand, bog, sand, paint hi-build primer, sand, sand, sand. Smooth as a baby’s bottom, ahem, from 2 metres.

Next up: topcoat.

Then paint the inside, fit hatches and windows, lift up boat, paint underside of bridgedeck, fit the luff boards, make and fit rudders, stand the mast and rigging, fit outboard engine, fit solar panel, wiring, battery and lights, fit all the sailing paraphernalia, slap on some antifouling.

Then: Splash.

I have the sails. I have the outboard engine. The rigger has gone from ‘mid-November’ to ‘soon’ to very quiet, and the trailer man’s ‘this week’ has turned into ‘busy’.

The rains have begun, the cyclone season is here. What’s there to be unhappy about!

Watch this space.

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Born of the wind

Building boats is something I love doing.

James Wharram once said that a fulfilled life for a man is to have planted a tree, raised a son, and built a boat. Seems he got that quote from the Talmud.

After building a couple of Wharrams, a van de Stadt, a couple of Oughtreds, a Laurent Giles or two, a Welsford, and a Vivier, I’ve now put my hand to Kohler’s plough.

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