Assuming that we have not forgotten anything, our work on the boat is basically done, but we're reluctant to drop her in the water because we know that the first swell will mess up her shine.
There is a storm headed our way in the next few days, so we have decided to push our "splash" day back until Thursday or Friday when we hope the weather will have tired itself out. We should have been well on our way south, running from the onset of the cold season, but oh well...we've been plenty cold in Florida too.
For nearly 3 years our 55lb Delta anchor has kept us safe through many storms as well as the normal everyday/night weather that was thrown our way. I like the Delta a lot, but we had 3 instances (no harm done) in a one month period that has caused some uneasiness to creep in. We decided to buy a 60lb Manson Supreme to replace the Delta. The Manson Supreme has had rave reviews, so we hope it performs well. Most problems arise when the wind or tide shifts directions--often after many cycles--and the anchor has trouble resetting. Over all, our Delta has held and reset well, but I feel like George Steinbrenner---when your ace closer blows a few saves, can him and get a younger overpaid stud to get the job done. That is basically what we have done. But I do feel like I've thrown my best friend under the bus.
We have met several interesting people while here in the boatyard. There are a couple of boats from New Zealand, one from Tasmania, Australia, Sweden, Germany and France. I still don't speak Australian, but I have begun to think in Australian.
Peter, the Tasmanian Devil, with his sweet wife Kay.
For nearly 3 years our 55lb Delta anchor has kept us safe through many storms as well as the normal everyday/night weather that was thrown our way. I like the Delta a lot, but we had 3 instances (no harm done) in a one month period that has caused some uneasiness to creep in. We decided to buy a 60lb Manson Supreme to replace the Delta. The Manson Supreme has had rave reviews, so we hope it performs well. Most problems arise when the wind or tide shifts directions--often after many cycles--and the anchor has trouble resetting. Over all, our Delta has held and reset well, but I feel like George Steinbrenner---when your ace closer blows a few saves, can him and get a younger overpaid stud to get the job done. That is basically what we have done. But I do feel like I've thrown my best friend under the bus.
We have met several interesting people while here in the boatyard. There are a couple of boats from New Zealand, one from Tasmania, Australia, Sweden, Germany and France. I still don't speak Australian, but I have begun to think in Australian.
Peter, the Tasmanian Devil, with his sweet wife Kay.
After touring America and a bit of Canada in a van, they bought this Irwin 38 center cockpit, and are quickly whipping her into shape for their journey back to Oz. They have already made one trip from the US to Australia in a Hunter 34. Peter has many very long passages under his belt, has been around Cape Horn, and well, let's just say he's not uptight. Now I'm going to the mall to buy Rosetta Stone so I can learn to speak Australian.
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