tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18952017494563022052024-02-19T08:27:57.178-08:00Rescuing an Atkin’s yawlWilliam Atkin, a well known naval architect and boat builder of the 20s, 30s and 40s, working out of Long Island, NY, designed a sweet little yawl he called the Meridian. In 1938 the shipwright Joel Johnson of Connecticut was retained to build one named Destiny. Fast forward 80 years and the boat found its way to southern California where it was neglected and abandoned. This is where the author found it, and made the decision to bring it back to life. This blog is the story of the restoration.Capt. Cash Yachtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13688367468806437939noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1895201749456302205.post-63438603301301120572015-05-05T12:16:00.000-07:002015-05-05T12:16:13.278-07:00Destiny sails away<div style="text-align: center;">
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I can't believe a full year and many change has gone by since I last brought you up to date. After the hull was re-caulked, primed, and painted, 2014 was quite a year on the waters of Mobile Bay and the Gulf Coast for <i>Destiny.</i> We participated in a few MYC (Mobile Yacht Club, 2nd oldest Yacht Club in the United States) Thursday night "fun races", then we took a first place trophy in the Pirates Cove Yacht Club wooded boat show, took first in class in the 56th annual Dauphin Island Regatta, and was invited to take part in the 150 anniversary reenactment of the Battle Of Mobile Bay, famous for Admiral Farragut's pronouncement "Damn the Torpedo's, full speed ahead", as he and his fleet of Union ships ran the gauntlet between Confederacy held Ft. Morgan on the East side, and Ft. Gaines (Dauphin Island) on the west side of the entrance to Mobile Bay. The event turned out to be a grueling three days of cannon fire and black powder on the decks. However it too was fun and Destiny received many accolades and was seen on TV with the other 25 boats, including two historic Biloxi Schooners...though I believe Destiny was the oldest boat participating in the event.<br />
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The local TV news, WKRG-TV, channel 5, a CBS affiliate, anchor Bill Riles , heard of <i>Destiny</i>, and being a sailor himself called and asked if he could do an "on the water" interview. We had the pleasure of sailing with Mr. Riles on the Bay for several hours, and later got our 5 minutes of fame on local television. <br />
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In October we sailed over to Lake Pontchartrain again for the 35th annual Madisonville, LA "Wooden Boat Festival", I put this in quotes because there were only a few wooden hulled sailboats, and when it came time to pass out trophies we were beaten by a plastic hulled Hans Christian for first place. I guess it is no longer a "Wooden Boat Festival"...sad! There were many very nice wood hulled power boats though, and the local maritime museum does a great job of putting on a wonderful festival.<br />
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After the show <i>Destiny</i> was invited to dock, and be put on display at the Southern Yacht Club in New Orleans, (the 3rd oldest active Yacht Club in the country), and I was ask to give a presentation to their members about <i>Destiny's</i> history. <br />
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For those of you that have been following this blog, you know that I've been actively seeking someone to take over the reigns of responsibility for caring for <i>Destiny</i> into the future. In November, I received an inquiry to my ad to sell <i>Destiny</i> from a gentleman in Texas, Mr. Sean Johnston, who was living in Kemah TX. After a short initial discussion my immediate thought was that an old historic wooden boat was not what he should be looking for. However he was not to be deterred and I soon learned he'd done his homework, delving into Destiny's history, actually learning some facts about its origins that I was unaware. For example, as you may have read in earlier blogs, it was reported to me by Pat Atkin (Daughter-in-law to William Atkin) that her Father-in-law had first published his plans for what he called the "Meridian Yawl" in the April issue of MotorBoating Magazine, 1934. Mr. Johnston learned that that article actually was publish later in 1938 the same year Destiny was launched. He also determined that Mr. Atkin named his designs after the name of the boat he designed for a client. Given, that we know the plans for <i>Destiny</i> were drawn in 1937, and now knowing the article was written a year later, there is a possibility that <i>Destiny </i>(named in early 2000s by the sailing school<i> Life Sail, </i>in California) may well have been the original <i>Meridian </i>for which this model was named. Needless to say we are just speculating since we have found no records of registration or USCG documentation from its initial launch in 1938. As reported before, all I know is that the plans were drawn for a John String.<br />
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In any event, Mr. Johnston came to see Destiny, had it surveyed, went on a sea trial, and fell in love as I had five years before. This all took place in January and February of this year (2015) and when the weather looked as thought it would cooperate Sean, and two friends came to Mobile to sail <i>Destiny</i> back to Texas. I had promised to sail with them on the first leg of the trip to Gulf Port, MS, 70 nautical miles, a long way to accomplish in those short March daylight hours. We left Mobile in the early morning and sailed into a cold rain that lasted most of the day. By the time time the sun was inching its way to the horizon, we were in sight of the entrance to Gulf Port Small Boat Harbor, and my last sail on <i>Destiny</i> came to a close.<br />
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Capt. Cash Yachtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13688367468806437939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1895201749456302205.post-16720805558141595512015-03-30T13:43:00.001-07:002015-03-30T13:43:12.496-07:00Bottom and rudder resterationThe last blog ended with the grounding on Dauphin Island after the Wooden Boat Festival in Madisonville, LA, and waiting for word from the insurance company. They send an adjuster and agreed to pay for whatever it takes to make the hull water tight again, and rebuilding the rudder, which became my 2013/2014 winter project. Tom from Diversified Marine Services in Mobile, one of the few "wood boat guys" left, along with Turner Marine took on the project. All the bottom paint, just applied six months before, was again ground off the hull. The bilge was filled with water so we could see the areas it was leaking out, assuming that if water will come out it it would probably come in the same place. The rudder was taken off and the broken hinge removed. This may sound routine, but in fact the rack and pinion steer mechanism had to be taken apart, and the prop shaft removed from the engine to allow the rudder post to slide out of the boat. I learned that the entire rudder was made of solid teak, and looked to have never been removed from the boat since it was launched. <br />
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I had the new hinge fabricated from stainless rather than bronze, because it was not just the hinge but the complete rudder post and topmost hinge was one piece. Stainless was stronger and less expensive, and since it was to be painted and under the water, I felt secure in sacrificing this small amount of authenticity for the integrity of the boat.<br />
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While the hinge was being fabricated Tom removed all the old cotton caulking from between the planks, from the keel to the waterline. Except for a few places where the cotton had rotted from water exposure, he was amazed how preserved it was, and estimated that it had been at least 30 years since it had been replaced. After letting the groves dry out he started the process of replacing the cotton batting. He first painted the inside of the groves with thinned bottom paint, then using the special tools that look like wide chisels without an edge he would lay in a bead of cotton batting and tap it deep into the space between the planks. I didn't count the number of planks or the total length of batting pressed into the seams, but I know the planks were only 4-5" wide and started at the top if the keel board to the waterline in a nice wineglass shape for a total of about five vertical feet and thirty-one foot waterline.<br />
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<br />Capt. Cash Yachtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13688367468806437939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1895201749456302205.post-51623121568337322522015-03-30T13:43:00.000-07:002015-03-30T13:43:00.651-07:00Minor grounding impetus for Bottom Over-haulLast fall while returning home from the Madisonville, Louisianan Wooden Boat Festival, where we awarded First Place for Sailboats, I had made arrangements to put <i>Destiny </i>on display at the water front on Dauphin Island. While following the channel from the ICW to Aloe Bay, on the North side of the Island just west of the bridge, we had a soft grounding. I was watching the depth meter closely, thought the channel was supposed dredged to 6 feet, and <i>Destiny</i> draws five feet. The transducer is located a couple feet below the water line on the starboard side of the hull, and was reading a consistent 6'-6'-7'-5.5'- 6' - 0'. We were just left of center of the channel, but we were stuck. I tried in vane to back off with the engine in reverse, so we flagged down a passing power boat who was gracious enough to let us throw him a line. He first tried to back us off but his 90hp outboard Just churned up the water as the lines tightened to laser beams. Then they came around to our bow and tried to pivot us off. After several attempts this method was starting to make progress and soon we were floating again in the deeper part of the channel, and motored on down to the bulk head and secured the boat for the night.<br />
The following morning, I came to the boat and saw the water was up to the bottoms of the floor boards. The switch to the electric bilge pump took this opportunity to have a mind of its own and decided to go on strike. After some official language and playing with wires it came to live and shortly dispensed with the invading water. Since <i>Destiny</i> had before always had a dry bilge, except after a rain, I figured we must have jarred something loose the day before. We sailed her back up to Turner Marine on Mobile Bay with no issues but kept an eye on the bilge. I called my insurance carrier to alert them that there may be a problem and watched the bilge. The problem seemed to get worse rather than better and the experts at the boat yard said we'd better pull her out of the water and take a look. <br />
I did get a surprise. Out of the water I saw that the brass rudder hinge was broker and the top of the rudder was cracked and bend over to one side. Actually the hull itself looked pretty good, no sprung planks, no gaping holes, but I could see water seeping out of several of the lower seams right above the keel.<br />
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since the last blog. Both she [boats are
still referred to as “She” in these days of over-sensitivity and political
correctness aren't they?] and our family have moved out of the <st1:city>Los
Angeles</st1:city> area.
Valerie and I finally made the move to our favorite little island off the
Gulf Coast of Alabama; <st1:place><st1:placename>Dauphin</st1:placename> <st1:placetype>Island</st1:placetype></st1:place>. Like so often is the case, a variety of
circumstances came together at the same time and motivated a life change,
another chapter so to speak. In this
case, Valerie lost her job, and our apartment building in Marina del Rey was
undertaking a radical renovation which when completed would raise our rent to
more than we wanted to pay or could afford.
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since 2004. We enjoyed our get-a-ways
there and it paid for itself in weekly rentals when we weren't there. The <st1:place>Island</st1:place> is loaded
with great history having been a French settlement originally since the late
1600's, the site of native American
relics, and <st1:place><st1:placetype>Fort</st1:placetype> <st1:placename>Gains</st1:placename></st1:place>
built after the war of 1812 to keep the bloody British out of <st1:place><st1:placename>Mobile</st1:placename>
<st1:placetype>Bay</st1:placetype></st1:place>. Also, it has the greatest beaches in the world
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When the
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my furniture?” so, we bought another house.
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After
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to be shipped to <st1:city>Mobile</st1:city>. One of the perks of working with Turner
Marine is that <i>Destiny</i> can stay here
free, and being a full service boat yard, she can get all the attention
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When she/it arrived I took the opportunity to have her
bottom done. I had not previously done
any bottom restoration, as I’ve explained before I’m a believer in “If it ain't
broke don’t fix it.” Well, perhaps I
should have listened to my intuition, but instead I had all the old paint ground
off, right down to the beautiful mahogany planks, her bottom resealed and new
paint applied. When she was lifted
gently down into the Bay it was like trying to float a colander. “She just needs to swell up some.” I was told.
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Well, she
did finally swell up and would stay afloat, but we decided to remove and fill
in the hole of an old depth transducer we suspected of leaking and that seemed
to help steam the flow. We had a great
summer sailing in the Mobile Yacht Club’s Thursday night “beer can” races. Our advantage was that the competition was so
busy taking our picture they forgot to race.
You may imagine that I’ve been in a battle with the <st1:place><st1:placetype>Gulf</st1:placetype>
<st1:placetype>Coast</st1:placetype></st1:place> yachting Association GYA for
a competitive PHRF rating and after several changes now am racing with a PHRF
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As fall rolled around we made arrangements to attend the
Madison, Louisiana Wooden Boat Festival.
<st1:city>Madison</st1:city>, in on <st1:place>Lake
Pontchartrain</st1:place>, north of <st1:city>New Orleans</st1:city>,
over 150 nautical miles from our marina on <st1:city>Mobile</st1:city>
Bay. We took it leisurely, stopping the
first night at <st1:place><st1:placename>Dauphin</st1:placename> <st1:placetype>Island</st1:placetype></st1:place>
, then <st1:place><st1:city>Gulfport</st1:city>, <st1:state>MS</st1:state></st1:place>
and finally to <st1:city>Madison</st1:city> with the
help of Tow Boat <st1:country-region>US</st1:country-region>
for the last several miles due to the ignition coil on the old Gray Marine
taking that opportunity to breath it’s last breath. The show was fabulous with hundreds of
on-lookers oooing and ahhhing as they toured below decks. At the final awards presentation <i>Destiny </i>was awarded first place for sail
boats and runner up to a vintage steam trawler for best of show. </div>
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On the return home, we had to motor against then prevailing
south easterlies. The good news was the
new coil performed perfectly and the old Gray didn't skip a beat. The bad news was, on our way into <st1:place><st1:placename>Dauphin</st1:placename>
<st1:placetype>Island</st1:placetype></st1:place>, in the middle of a
perfectly marked channel, we ran aground.
It was a soft grounding but we were stuck, and less than ¼ mile from
where we were to tie up for the night.
As luck would have it, a passing power boat gave us a hand and pivoted
us off the shoal, but in the process it opened up some seems and I found out
later, when we hauled her again, there was a broken the rudder hinge and a portion of
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back to the marina and kept an eye on the bilge until she was hauled and put on
the hard, where she is as I write this
segment. The Insurance Company has been
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In the mean time I’ve had the opportunity to do some more
research, and have uncovered some more history.
I was reviewing some old paperwork that I hadn't previously
uncovered. With the prospect of water
invading the boat I removed all the old receipts and manuals left on board, fearing
they may get wet. I have been able to
narrow the gap, though only slightly. I
learned that previously to the donation to the non-profit sailing academy, <i>Life Sail, </i>who named here <i>Destiny,</i> she was owned by Jacques (Jack)
Lorch, and her name was <i>Skeaf IV. </i>Mr. Lorch owned her through the early
2000's, and was the one that installed her current engine. I have put in a call to the number I found on a West Marine receipt
dated January 2002, and was told by a receptionist that he was still at the
firm but wasn't in at the moment. I’ll
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Prior to that apparently <i>Skeaf/Destiny</i> was owned by Mr. Paul Kemner, I found his name
on a receipt from the sail maker, long
since out of business, who made the last set of sails. There was no date, and
the old phone number didn't work. But, I
found his obituary, and it said he owned a wooden boat,<i> </i>too much of a coincidence not
to be the same. I found his son Randy’s
business in <st1:place><st1:city>Long Beach</st1:city> <st1:state>California</st1:state></st1:place>
and called. He was away but I was given his email. We exchanged emails and I learned that his Dad's boat was called <i>Santana, </i>though he called it his "mistress." He bought her in the late 60's or early 70's, and took care of her until the late 1990's when he was in his 80's. Randy didn't remember who his Dad bought the boat from.</div>
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Capt. Cash Yachtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13688367468806437939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1895201749456302205.post-54158201933326571072012-09-25T12:55:00.002-07:002012-09-25T12:55:45.233-07:00Maintain and repair: and learn more history<br />
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It has been a year since the restoration was officially
completed, though it seems that there hasn’t been a week go by that some marina
artisan hasn’t been on board performing his or her magic, and handing me an
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>After the regatta
(previous blog) I noticed the shrouds and stays were a little loose.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Upon closer inspection I saw that the mast
had slipped slightly further down into the boat; perhaps as much as a ½
inch.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I called a shipwright friend of
mine and we descended into the main salon, lifted the floor board near the
mast.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He stuck his arm to the elbow into
bilge.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Your mast step is broken.” he
said.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How could that be I thought, I had
seen the board the mast rests on it was almost <st1:metricconverter productid="2”">2”</st1:metricconverter> of solid oak <st1:metricconverter productid="12”">12”</st1:metricconverter> wide suspended over three stringers
spreading the load more that a foot and a half in each direction.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Apparently over the years, fresh water
seeping down the mast, had collected at the bottom where a notch is cut into
the board to take the matching notch protruding from the bottom of the
mast.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At this weakened point, with the
stress put on it by the race, the board finally let go; it would have to be
replaced.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Hopefully we can the step out
with out cutting any stringer, but the mast will have to come to see.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He said, he also said his schedule was too
full so he would have to recommend someone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Soon the
floor boards in the entire forward section of the boat were out, and the boat
was on its way to the yard.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For the
second time in less than a year the main mast was pulled out of the boat and
laid on saw horses across the deck. Back in the slip, the old step was cut and
slipped out of it notch in pieces.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A new
step was created out of a 2”x12”x30” oak and the notch carefully cut in the
exact location for the bottom of the mast to settle in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Back to the yard, the mast was lifted off the
horses, pivoted vertical, and slid back in with the 1938 silver, Standing
Liberty, half dollar securely in place. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Back again to the slip so the oak floor could
be reinstalled.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Several of the floor
boards were destroyed in the removal process and new boards had to be cut,
stained to match. When it was all completed one could not tell there had been
any disturbance.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I believe that was the
most expensive racing trophy I have ever received.<br />
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I’ve mentioned in earlier blogs entries that in the history of ownership <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Destiny </i>was owned by a group called <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">LifeSail</i>, an organization that teaches
sailing to under privileged children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The head of this organization has been an acquaintance of mine for some
time and knew that I had acquired the boat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He stopped by my office saying he’d found a old set of blue prints for
the boat. Wow, what a find.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They were
actually copies of the originals, but clearly show that William Atkin drew the
plans, a slight modification from his original, for Mr. John F. String, in July
of 1937.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have to assume Mr. String
then retained Joel Johnson to build the boat. I am doing further research to
learn how long Mr. String owned the boat, if he did, and where and to whom it
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>It was
called “One More Time Regatta”, that is, of-course, assuming there has been a
“time” before.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Wooden Hull Yacht
Club teamed up with Del Rey Yacht Club, to sponsor this annual race of wooden
hull boats on June 23.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I decided to
enter <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Destiny</i> just to see how she
would sail against other boats of her era. I know that Mr. Atkin had, at least,
a thought of racing when he drew the plans for the <st1:place w:st="on"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Meridian</i></st1:place><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> </i>model, or why else would he describe
his Yawl rig a “rule cheater” in the accompanying article for MotorBoating
magazine’s April 1934 issue.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Though, the
whole idea of a “rule cheater” begs the question of whether it is the “winning”
or real performance of this sailing yacht that was most important to the designer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I guess by nature we are a competitive
species, and if there is no desire to win then why race at all?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, if designing a “yawl” was primarily
to get a better handicap performance rating, rather than it actually performing
better, then I wonder what is the point other than “winning”?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I would like to think both.</div>
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been able to ascertain whether <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Destiny </i>had
raced before in <st1:place w:st="on">Southern California</st1:place>; at least
not by her present name because neither SCYA, nor Southern California PHRF had
a record of it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As far as I know this
wasn’t “One More Time” for <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Destiny, </i>but
perhaps its first time on the field of competition. It was, at least for me at
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>I had sent
in my entry form, and at the Saturday morning skipper’s meeting I was supposed
to be assigned a handicap.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We looked up
other full keel yawls of about the same water line length and displacement and
came up with an acceptable rating for the race committee.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The race is historically an inverted start,
meaning the slowest boat start first, then all subsequent boat, depending on
their handicap, are assigned a start time the appropriate number of minutes and
seconds after the first boat is off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
idea is that if all boats sailed up to their handicap, they would all cross the
finish line at the same time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thank God
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>My start
was 18 minutes, 45 seconds after the first boat, and I was the 3<sup>rd</sup>
boat to start in a field of 17 entrants.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The winds were pretty good for <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Santa Monica</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on">Bay</st1:placetype></st1:place>
this day and that 18 minutes and 48 seconds seemed like a very long wait as we
watched the two boats ahead stretch their lead further and further.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Finally our time was drawing near. “Your to
close…” shouted our bowman “you’re going to be over early.” So I jibed around,
loosing precious momentum, but we got pointed to the line and I heard our horn
seconds before crossing; we were off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The big genoa was cranked, we healed over and someone shouted “we’re
doing seven knots”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By the time we
rounded the first mark, at the Santa Monica Pier, we had cut the lead of the
first boats by more that half.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As we
approached the next mark, three and a half miles to windward, we had already
passed the first boat start and the second boat was approaching the mark
slightly behind us…but I had miscalculated the current and had to wear away and
jibing to keep from hitting the mark.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>This was a costly error and the second boat scooted by, rounded the mark
seconds ahead, and set its spinnaker, “Good by”, we didn’t have a spinnaker or
a chance.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The whole rest of this leg we
watched as it pulled away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Number two
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the third and final mark, at the El Segundo buoy, we turned toward the finish
line and starting a slow but encouraging game of catch up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But, it wasn’t to be, our rival, a gaff
rigged sloop, was over the line a good four minutes ahead.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One could argue we were faster, boat for
boat, since they started eight minutes ahead, but we didn’t beat the handicap.
One could also wonder what might have been if we too had a spinnaker to
fly.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As it was, we were handed the first
place trophy for “Ketches and Yawls”, but the coveted first over all was
captured by the boat of which I only saw the stern…and I didn’t even catch its
name.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I guess next year, if we are here,
it can truly be “One More Time.”</div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>Capt. Cash Yachtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13688367468806437939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1895201749456302205.post-1147059473034645682012-04-26T19:38:00.000-07:002012-04-26T19:38:07.916-07:00Mariner Magazine articleThe following is from the March issue of Mariner Magazine, published in Marina del Rey, CA<br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span></b>It has been a struggle, but I’ve
survived.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A year ago, last December, I
reported coming down with a full blown case of the dreaded <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Woodboatitis.</i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m happy to
report that I’m on the mend with a diagnosis of full recovery, though a lot
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it was exposure to a 1938 vintage racing yawl designed by William Atkin, called
the<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> </i><st1:city><st1:place><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Meridian</i></st1:place></st1:city>, and
built by shipwright Joel Johnson in his shop in <st1:place><st1:city>Fairfield</st1:city>,
<st1:state>Connecticut</st1:state></st1:place>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’d been exposed to wood boats before, but
this one really threw me for a loop.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
had let my guard down after attending the Wooden Boat Festival in Port
Townsend, WA, when friend (I use that word loosely) called and lured me to an
old boat yard in <st1:place><st1:city>Wilmington</st1:city>, <st1:state>CA</st1:state></st1:place>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The next thing I remember was breaking out a
crisp new check book and writing the equivalent to the “Great American
Novel.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Before it was over, I’d gone
through several new packets of check, and wore out several credit cards to
boot.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My insurance company is refusing
to reimburse me claiming it was a non-covered ailment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>“You’re
spending <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Millions of dollars</i> on that
old boat” my wife would harangue…I hope she’s exaggerating, I haven’t added it
up… every time I would mentioned the stack of unread LA Times and suggest we
drop her subscription.</div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The disease
started with a complete disassembly, clean, and preparation the interior for
new paint and varnish, even the toilet was removed. Then a coat of white
primmer was sprayed everywhere, from the keel board to the cabin top, in, under,
around and through every nook, cranny, and floor board.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then three coats of nice soft semi- gloss
white with the natural teak, oak and mahogany trim and sole varnished to a high
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the malignancy and metastasized to the exterior where the decks were tackled
with abandon, over a thousand bungs replaced, and the old grout removed and
recauked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As spring rolled into summer
it was time to remove the masts from their seats, strip them of the old varnish,
and replace the ancient standing rigging. Wow, things have changed in the
rigging world in the last seventy years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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rigging was completed the hull was next and the process began with a with a
haul out and tenting for termite treatment, the mandatory removal and
inspection of fasteners for insurance and a fresh coat of bottom paint and
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As summer gave way to fall, three quarters of the year, was
gone and the hull had yet to be approached…it was time! Again, stripped down to
bare wood, mahogany over oak frames, old caulking removed from between the
tightly faired planks, and West System applied.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Then sanded, primed, and painted…a rich burgundy to complement the teak
decks and mahogany cabin.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her name <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Destiny </i>was re-applied and she was
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>She looked
beautiful, but she still needed her electrics updated and her vintage Gray
Marine auxiliary brought back to life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>By this time a new winter season, the earth having rotated a full 360º,
came upon us and she was done… my malignmant was starting to abate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her interior glowed with new lighting, her
engine room swept clean of fumes with a new blower, and all her navigation
lights brightly warned others of her presents at night.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her old gray <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Gray</i> was purring on command and she moved gracefully through the
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Neptune, or
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It has always been my intention that once the restoration was completed to bring <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Destiny</i> back to Marina del Rey, about a 30 nautical mile trek around Palos Verdes peninsula, north past the Beach Cities.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Before she was sold to the individual that abandoned her at the <city><place>Wilmington</place></city> yard, she was part of a sailing program for underprivileged children, and sailing out of Marina del Rey.</div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>When I returned from my latest <state><place>Hawaii</place></state> delivery, I was disappointed to learn that the mechanic had made no further progress with the old Gray Marine.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was now the first of December and I really wanted to have her close to home before the winter rains. I asked around and was told of another mechanic, closer to my generation, who could fix anything and knew these old engines.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’d heard this before, but at this point I figured I had nothing to loose.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His name was Silver, when he arrived at the boat I explained all that had been done so far; rebuilt carbureator, new wires, new points, rebuilt distributor, new plugs, etc.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He, like the others, tore into the engine with abandon.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He too wanted to blame the carbureator at first and replaced it with one he had at his shop,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>when that didn’t solve the problem he was convinced it was the fuel pump, but luckily when he tested it, the fuel flow was strong.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Next he removed the distributor and tested spark, even I could see the tiny light jumping in sequence.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then, unlike the others, he removed the plate at the rear of the engine into which the distributor attached.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Here was a fiber gear.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Holding the distributor armature and turning the gear he found that the gear was slipping.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I saw the nod of his head as he lifted it to show me the problem.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The engine could not stay in time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I doubt if we can find these gears anymore, but I think I can fix it.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He said.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>“How long?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I asked expecting another week at the least.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I’ll have it back together in the morning.” He said, it was already <time hour="16" minute="45">4:45 pm</time>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sure enough the next day when I arrived at the boat he was there and the engine was purring like a lion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“You know, your starter needs to be lubricated, I’ll take it to my shop and have it back tomorrow.” The starter, though reliable, was making a terrible noise when it kicked in, so I consented. Again good to his word in the morning a new starter was bolted on the block. “Oh, I had a rebuilt one at the shop, so I just swapped them out.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He said as he packed his tools.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Give me a call if anything goes wrong.”<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Thinking a great re-launch voyage would be to go to historical Catalina Island, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Valerie, myself and some friends made New Years Eve reservations at Two Harbors, about a four hour sail from our work docks in Wilmington.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bright and early the morning of New Years Eve, we packed the boat for two nights at the island and fired up the engine.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We eased the boat out of the slip and retraced our route of the previous month, but this time the engine hummed along without a glitch. It was a sunny December day in Southern California, but when we turned under the Vincent Thomas bridge we couldn’t see past “Ports O' Call,” and the closer we got to the ocean the denser it got…the dreaded California FOG.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We ventured out hoping we would see some clearing, there were even signs of blue if you looked straight up, but as soon as we passed <place><placename>Terminal</placename> <placetype>Island</placetype></place> we were engulfed in a cotton like fog so thick I could not see ten feet past the bow.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We didn’t have radar, or even a horn, I hate to say, so I turned around.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Three more attempts were tried that afternoon before calling it a day heading back to the slip.</div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>New Years day was like another time entirely, and one would not have guessed we were in the same harbor when we again slipped out of Colonial marina.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My volunteer crew was up for another attempt, and this time we had a delightful and uneventful motor-sail to Marina del Rey.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The winds were light, but we were able to sail a little after passing Palos Verdes and falling off to a heading of 350º<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All four sails were flying and we saw 7 knots on the hand held GPS.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>I had arranged for a temporary slip on the sea wall in front of the “Ship’s Store,” on Panay Way, and by <time hour="15" minute="0">3 p.m.</time> we were pulling in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No sooner than the lines were tied, we already had an audience of on-lookers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Shouts of “She sure is beautiful”, and “Now, that’s a real boat” were coming from the walk way along the shore. I was beaming inside. <br />
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Since then we have taken the boat out for one afternoon sail on <place><placename>Santa Monica</placename> <placetype>Bay</placetype></place> to get some photos under sail, but the winds were light.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Getting out of the tight slip was quite a challenge.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Luckily, there was an empty slip behind to back into, but still needed to have the bow pulled a round manually to make the turn.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These boats were not designed for the compressed boat slips of the modern marinas.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We watched the start of the “<city><place>Malibu</place></city> and Return” race, the first of the 2012 season, and paced the cruising class start for a while.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I felt good that we were keeping up with the new fancy fiberglass cruisers until we had to fall off and head back to the marina.</div>
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<br />Capt. Cash Yachtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13688367468806437939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1895201749456302205.post-43243512375794215512011-12-10T11:40:00.001-08:002011-12-21T14:34:16.859-08:00Long Beach Boat Show 2011 After Valerie and I returned from <st1:country-region><st1:place>Italy</st1:place></st1:country-region>, the organizers of the up coming Long Beach Boat Show, called to ask if the Atkin Yawl could be ready to display at the boat show this year. They wanted to have a public draw and knew that a classic, historic yawl would help bring in patrons. Working fast and furious, we managed to get the last of the finishing touches ready for show. I found an antique brass compass and binnacle on <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">eBay</i> to replace the scratched and dented chrome one. The new brass water pump replaced the old, rusted stainless steel at the galley sink, but the copper tubing to the water tanks was not connected...plumbing has yet to be addressed. Also, Lendsey Philpott, author of the definitive decorative knot book, <em>The Ultimate Book of Decorative Knots,</em> came aboard and tied Turks heads on the "King pin" of the wheel, the wheel shaft, made a decorative mat for the cockpit, and made eight new sail ties for the main, mizzen and staysail.<br />
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The show was only a few miles from the boat yard where the restoration was being done, but because of a rail road lift bridge, I had to take the boat the long way around <st1:place><st1:placename>Terminal</st1:placename> <st1:placetype>Island</st1:placetype></st1:place>, past San Pedro, and the <em>LA Gate</em> to get around to <em>Rainbow Harbor</em>, where the show was being held. The engine hadn't been run for several months, but it started easily and seemed to run fine. My friend Bill came with me and we eased out to the main channel and pointed her toward the <em>Vincent Thomas</em> bridge. After a couple hundred yards the engine started to slow down. I nudged the throttle, and it picked up but shortly it slowed again. By now we were half way to the fuel dock, where I was headed to top off the tanks. We made it, but when I tried to restart the engine after fueling, the 30's vintage flat-head Gray Marine, refused to start. <br />
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The mechanic, actually was at the boat on several mornings before the show opened for the day, showing frustration but espousing confidence he would find the problem and get the engine running.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Finally on Sunday, the last day of the show I came down the docks in my yacht club blazer (boat show attire) the engine was running as smooth as a top.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> T</span>he mechanic was all smiles, proud that he prevailed and assuring me he would not be charging for all the hours he and his partner had put in to get in running.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Monday morning after the close of the show, Bill and I once again cranked the engine, released lines and motored out of the harbor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was like déjà vu.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A couple hundred yard past the harbor break water, as we approached the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Queen Mary, </i>the<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> </i>engine started slowing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We were lucky we made it to some open water before it died for good.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Again we scrambled with sails, putting up the main, mizzen and staysail.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had a Yankee hanked on to the forestay, but had yet to have sheets attached, so we had to settle for what we had.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The morning wind was virtually non existent as usual for this time of year, but give credit to Mr. Atkin, we started to make a little headway.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As morning turned into afternoon the wind picked up and we tacked into the wind for the rest of the afternoon until about <st1:time hour="15" minute="30">3:30 pm</st1:time> was able to fall off toward the north down the river past Port’s of Call, and under the Vincent Thomas bridge.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At this point my thoughts turned to how would be get <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Destiny</i> back into her slip since the entry was mostly blocked by a big power cruiser allowing barely a few inches between the dock and the boat to squeeze by.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bill was going to have to step off the foredeck when I stuck the bow in, with little or no way on, and fend off the dock while I fended off the power boat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Without and engine in reverse and the river tide current to deal with, this was going to be tricky.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We dropped the main and mizzen up channel and sailed on staysail alone with the wind behind us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With several hundred feet to go, I tried the engine again, and it fired up like there had been no problem.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> We dropped the staysail, and u</span>sing reverse, I was able to slow down, Bill stepped off and as luck would have it, the owner of the power boat saw us coming and helped guide us safely passed his boat and into the slip.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I tied the lines and called the mechanic.<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">We are coming down to the wire with the restoration.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When Valerie and I left town early September, for a long planned island-hopping sail off the Amalfi Coast of Italy, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Destiny </i>had been hauled again, this time for the final water-line stripe to be painted and the name and hailing port applied to the stern. The yard agreed they would re-launch in my absence.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">When we returned from <st1:country-region><st1:place>Italy</st1:place></st1:country-region>, the boat was back in the slip, the white stripe gleaming, the name painted on the stern in bold white and gold, all the sails bent on. The final details were, and are being completed, and so many final details there are.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There is two drawers of leftover screws and parts, when I ask Luis where does this go holding up a brass bracket of some kind, he shrugs his shoulders and says “ I don’t know, I didn’t take it off.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How did it get in the drawer if you didn’t take it off, I wanted to say; for that matter how did we end up with two extra drawers? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But, she is looking beautiful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">I can’t believe it is now Fall, and the restoration is still going on, and the electrical is still not completed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had high hopes for sailing in the McNish Classic regatta in August, or the wooden boat festival in <st1:city><st1:place>Newport Beach</st1:place></st1:city>, or the “One More Time Regatta” at Marina del Rey, in September…but for these I’ll have to wait for next year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">Did I mention that I heard from Pat Atkin? She still maintains the website with many of the plans William and his son John, Pat’s husband, designed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She told me William originally drew the plans of the <st1:city><st1:place><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Meridian</i></st1:place></st1:city> for an article in <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Motor Boating</i> magazine, April issue 1934.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She said she would send me a copy with photos…I can’t wait to receive it.</div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">Also, I got an email from a gentleman from <st1:state><st1:place>Rhode Island</st1:place></st1:state>, who saw this blog, and sent me photos of a model he owns of the <st1:city><st1:place><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Meridian,</i></st1:place></st1:city> built from William Atkin’s original plans for the boat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What a wonderful tool this internet!!</div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The hull painting is the focus at the moment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The haul out accomplished the termite treatment, the survey needed for insurance, and a new coat of bottom paint and zincs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now, back at the work slip, the hull prep was completed and the first coat of primer has been applied.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We had to replace both corners of the stern transom where fresh water had found its way into the wood and rotting.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Also, one plank about <st1:metricconverter productid="2 feet">2 feet</st1:metricconverter> long on the starboard side needed replaced.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hopefully the new hull paint will be applied this week.</div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>At the same time I’ve ordered some of the specialty parts I’ve been putting off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You know the saying that 20% of the restoration, cost 80% of the total out lay.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I finally ordered the ‘melon deck prism’ that I decided to install, from a company in <st1:city><st1:place>London</st1:place></st1:city>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After an exhaustive search of the internet and several direct call to various manufacturers I decided on the one from the Davy and Company. It’s beautifully sculptured solid glass in the shape of an old fashion orange juicer. It is flat on top to collect the light and the juicer part disperses the light below deck.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I believe I said in a previous blog, that I decided to get rid of an out of place dorade box and vent on the cabin top, but doing this left a <st1:metricconverter productid="6”">6”</st1:metricconverter> hole.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I got the ideal of filling the hole with a deck prism, and went web surfing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This is a beautiful piece of nautical nostalgia, with the brass retainer ring, but there may have been a better way to spend $250.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Then the new brass galley hand pump arrived from <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Defender</i>. I mentioned before that I want to replace the counter tops with copper, and install a hammered copper sink.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This is not done yet…but at least I have the galley pump!!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Finally, I also had to order a new globe for the Harnisch marine lamp that I got from the Ship’s store.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I bought these replicas of old marine lamps <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>‘on sale’ early on and put them on the boat. Unfortunately the beautiful globe, with the etched in silhouette of a square rigger, had gotten broken.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I thought there was no way it could ever be replaced.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thanks god for the internet.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I researched Harnisch lamps and boy, did I get an education.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The company, started in <st1:metricconverter productid="1841 in">1841 in</st1:metricconverter> <st1:country-region><st1:place>Denmark</st1:place></st1:country-region> is still be run by the same family, now in <st1:city><st1:place>Toronto</st1:place></st1:city>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I talked to the great, great, great grandson of the founder, also a trained tinsmith, Peter Harnisch.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“No problem” he said just send us $80usd…what could I do? I learned that the lamps were not replicas; the company has been making these authentic marine oil lamps since the late 1800s. I’m happy that another bit of nautical history will be incorporated into the finished project.<o:p></o:p></div>Capt. Cash Yachtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13688367468806437939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1895201749456302205.post-71896575148757099082011-07-15T12:29:00.000-07:002011-07-27T15:03:27.676-07:00Haul out for Termites and other necessities<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">…And so the work continues.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While preparing the hull for painting we detected a few small signs of termites, so I decided that treatment was in order before painting the hull.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I researched and learned that it was going to be more effective to have the boat tented and filled with gas, than try to treat the boat with spot application.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Having made this decision I learned that it was significantly cheaper to have the boat on the hard for this process, so I decided to bite the bullet and have the boat hauled.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Having made this decision, I needed to get the most for the hauling buck, so I arranged for an out-of-the-water survey at the same time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I needed this anyway for Insurance pruposes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All underwriters I contacted wanted fasteners pulled and photos of the bottom by a certified surveyor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Additionally, it was time to replace zincs as well.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Up to this time the boat yard and marina where the restoration was being conducted hasn’t done much work on the boat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was going to need a new boot strip painted, and since the boat yard won’t let non-employees work on the boats while in their facility, I asked them to touch up the bottom paint and paint my new boot stripe while the boat was out of the water.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>I met the surveyor at the boat mid morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He had done the previous survey, and had actually owned this very boat himself some years before.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He said he was blow away by how good the boat looked and how tight the hull was.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He found nothing to be critical about, but did suggest we put another couple stuffing rings in the prop shaft log while the boat was out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The termite company was a day late, claiming a misunderstanding but got the boat wrapped up and gassed by the end of the following day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Being Thursday, and needing 48 hours, and the yard being closed on weekends meant the tent was now not coming off until Monday.<br />
I met with the Yard owner and he suggested that they prepare the old boot stripe for painting, but hold off until the hull was painted, saying he would give me a "Free" haul out to paint the strip when the rest of the hull is finished.<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmNK6KeOlsg6MtlLgi6JEholaUXYkxUT77jZtcl27HUsiBZcYAeNtKNz_0zeGcuMI3BltDtQO-e_QIeYkyqPEz6p8uNHl0xpu44K1eUbldlD-EX60k4nFRkRteXX96Ud-sasTP1lXaX-UZ/s1600/Destiny+7-1-11+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmNK6KeOlsg6MtlLgi6JEholaUXYkxUT77jZtcl27HUsiBZcYAeNtKNz_0zeGcuMI3BltDtQO-e_QIeYkyqPEz6p8uNHl0xpu44K1eUbldlD-EX60k4nFRkRteXX96Ud-sasTP1lXaX-UZ/s320/Destiny+7-1-11+001.JPG" width="320" /></a><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>I had to slip away for a delivery of a <metricconverter productid="46’">46’</metricconverter> Morgan Ketch from Los Angeles to Hawaii, shortly after the masts were pulled, but the refurbishing of the spars and the new rigging were in good hands during my absents.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We had decided to replace any standing rigging that warranted attention, meaning I had to replace all the standing rigging.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Seeing the process of hand weaving splices in the stainless shrouds and stays to create big loops used to go around rather than connect directly to the wood masts was a wonderful image of the art of yesteryear marine rigging.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After the loops were spliced the entire loop was then wrapped in heavy sail twine to prevent the wire from chaffing the wood. They were then held in place by wood “cleats” which were blocks with a groove at the top to keep the loops in place. At every place on the masts where a stay, shroud, or running rigging block needed to be secured to the mast, this was the process.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Additionally, the boat had empty loops at the top of each mast were previously there were spinnaker and Mizzen staysail halyard blocks attached.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My rigger had to order new wooden blocks before rigging the new halyards…if you thought buying a Harkin spinnaker block for a new racing sloop was expensive, go shopping for period wood block!!</div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>When I returned, both masts, looking like new with ten coasts of high gloss varnish, were again standing majestically in place.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Several new (scavenged from used boat yards, old bronze) turnbuckles were in place, and all new off-white three-strand running rigging was in place.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I realized right away that these old salts really had to know their stuff, all the lines, the sheets, halyards, out-haul, down-haul, topping lifts, preventers, etc. all looked the same; no color coded braid here.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Also, while I was gone, the preparation of the hull for painting had started. All the existing multi-layers of old paint had to come off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was the part I wasn’t looking forward to.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Paint masks a lot of problems.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I already knew I had a few problem areas in the hull.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A soft spot on the starboard side amidships, and both stern quarters under the cap rail were suspect.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m glad to say however, that what I found when seeing the hull naked for the first time was better than I could hope for. Yes, those suspected areas were confirmed, and a section of those planks will have to be removed and replaced, but the rest of the hull proved to be both tight and solid.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The rot in the transom had made it’s way into a <metricconverter productid="2”">2”</metricconverter> thick mahogany board that we were able to dig a hole completely through to the stern lazarette.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeFpMfVr9xRdvsP4HvC8Anl5Dy950PEUj5asXXcwow0GSYd0fsdBgLrUK-l5Zu4DiuzUIFa-hwc-D4rXoh66Jcp9kftleHiPAZDzC3g-fU1M0WCmdLSQZ1uoJgXnclOeBJ7bX5AWKYcc7m/s1600/Destiny+06-11+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeFpMfVr9xRdvsP4HvC8Anl5Dy950PEUj5asXXcwow0GSYd0fsdBgLrUK-l5Zu4DiuzUIFa-hwc-D4rXoh66Jcp9kftleHiPAZDzC3g-fU1M0WCmdLSQZ1uoJgXnclOeBJ7bX5AWKYcc7m/s320/Destiny+06-11+012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibrh3drA8HgFfYiAMegM6FV-4cg6F50pHpAIH0K38Hjcb1kE4OP9vymzYWYyfYpx9D3ZIX6rSAIRdRmvNPtnNREXa42RG73uEF4NyF25jO2ImNeWTBOJf0xxcPvIIfNYWrStE6Y4rf74y2/s1600/Destiny+06-11+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibrh3drA8HgFfYiAMegM6FV-4cg6F50pHpAIH0K38Hjcb1kE4OP9vymzYWYyfYpx9D3ZIX6rSAIRdRmvNPtnNREXa42RG73uEF4NyF25jO2ImNeWTBOJf0xxcPvIIfNYWrStE6Y4rf74y2/s320/Destiny+06-11+001.JPG" width="320" /></a><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>I’ve been assured that the hull will be completely fixed, sealed with West System epoxy, primed and painted by the end of July…stay turned.</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333365;">Atkin’s Yawl…The Restoration Continues</span></b></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #333365;">May 2011</span></b></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="color: black;">By Capt. </span><personname><span style="color: black;">Jim Cash</span></personname><span style="color: black;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">The calendar has rolled into May, the sixth month of the project.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I guess I’m lucky that the majority of the restoration expense was quoted by the job rather than by the hour, for which there are countless numbers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The work on the deck and topsides has been temporarily interrupted this week so the masts could be pulled.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I initially expected that the boatyard in which we are berthed, would pull the masts and allow temporary storage to have them reconditioned.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In fact, I had discussed this with one of the yard’s owners, but when the time came, the older brother, and I assume senior partner, said no.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>No space for the masts, concerns about liability, and size of their crane all played a role in the decision to suggest we have the job done next door at another yard. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I investigated several other boatyards, and even considered bringing the boat up to Marina del Rey temporarily to have the work done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When I learned that the biggest expense was going to be storage lay-days, my rigger suggested I invest in several Home Depot sawhorses, lay the masts on the deck, and bring the boat back to its slip for the de-rigging and restoration process. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I agreed and made the decision to use the crane next door.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">In any case, I was going to have to get the engine started to motor over and back from the yard, down the river.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The last time I ran the engine was for the sea trial in December. It was Saturday, the yard was closed, and I was the only one at the boat. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What are the chances, I thought?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With the battery switch to BOTH, the gas valve in line, the choke engaged, I hit the starter button.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It cranked slowly several times and quit without even a cough.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I called the engine mechanic who, after changing the oil, filters and gave the engine a good cleaning, assured me that all I had to do was “push the button.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I met him at the boat on Monday. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His first comment was I needed a new battery, but it was new in December, so I suggested he try again. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After tightening loose connections, we charged the battery, and the starter was spinning appropriately.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We were finally able to get a few coughs but no more.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The next thing I see is the carburetor being brought up…it looked like a surgeon ascending from an operating room with a human heart in his hand.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I was asked to go get carb cleaner and fresh gasoline.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At end of day, we were taking the antique carburetor to the shop to be rebuilt. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">Wednesday, I picked up the rebuilt carb, met the mechanic and the riggers. Soon the engine was running and we backed out into the river.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The entrance to the other yard was literally a hundred yards away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We tied up to the holding dock and waited for the crane to free up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Within two hours we had maneuvered the boat under the crane, lifted and positioned both masts on deck and was back, tied up at our work dock.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When the main mast was secured on the deck, my first question to the rigger who was below to loosen the wedges was: <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">“Did you find the 1938 $20 gold piece under that mast?”</i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Disappointedly he replied “No.”<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> </i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’ve later learned that they discontinued minting the series in 1933, otherwise I’m sure Mr. Johnson would have put one there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Actually, we did not find any coin under the mast…so much for that superstition; though I have a very nice 1938 Standing Liberty half dollar waiting for when the masts go back in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Better safe than sorry!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Cash Yachtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13688367468806437939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1895201749456302205.post-63920075336401944272011-04-26T17:55:00.000-07:002011-04-26T18:48:35.326-07:00Atkin’s Yawl…The Restoration Continues<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">By Capt. Jim Cash</span></div><div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi581z7DD3C8Yqj1Q6YWFumhfMki_WU3R3bdAjqlN7zzcDRYFXCDvPAg0UkMYfXq1UADwmZAeCI0dbUz2OAi7_E8dmjZn2HN9GUNNOwcSdOG0v8ovmAArW1UUBUPAmzSYoSj2FoKdq_j2eO/s1600/destiny+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi581z7DD3C8Yqj1Q6YWFumhfMki_WU3R3bdAjqlN7zzcDRYFXCDvPAg0UkMYfXq1UADwmZAeCI0dbUz2OAi7_E8dmjZn2HN9GUNNOwcSdOG0v8ovmAArW1UUBUPAmzSYoSj2FoKdq_j2eO/s320/destiny+005.JPG" width="320" /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Yikes! …The more that is done, the more surfaces that will need to be done. Meaning, one can’t just do the surfaces that we see on top; what happens when the drawers are pulled out, the floorboards lifted, the settee backs removed? I wanted the finished product to look, well, finished. We couldn’t have beautifully varnished and polished cabin sole and have the bilge look like a 50 year old bilge; could we? As a result, the decision was made to disassemble as much of the interior as possible, then clean and spray paint everything white before starting on the bright work. </span></div><div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Also, being <place>Southern California</place>, the “Winter” is interspersed with beautiful sunny 80 degree days between the rainy ones. To offset the boredom and dust filled confinements of the interior, the exterior was tackled in tandem when the sun came out. One of the first of the challenges were the teak decks. It was anyone’s guess when they had last had attention, but since they were solid teak planks and not a veneer laid on top of fiberglass, there was plenty of wood to work with. When they were bleached and the natural warm golden glow jumped out, they looked like new from Mr. Johnson’s shop. But, there were a lot of brass screw tops showing so many new “bungs,” the teak cap set in the deck to cover the brass screws, were the order of the day. </span></div><div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7MLeMvq0TQRti51gaXMwUR64cBCTM-Qc7PoGHyAdDXVdhWhG9uJe8-u7NOG8bs7p-dTYt20192O52PTHxy5e_CwUFy_-o6HnrkMCx-kAXWr_mwZ6HZ6x8fhN2gHhfiM4hAyBIurOO6B5k/s1600/Feb+Desdiny-Catalina+42+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7MLeMvq0TQRti51gaXMwUR64cBCTM-Qc7PoGHyAdDXVdhWhG9uJe8-u7NOG8bs7p-dTYt20192O52PTHxy5e_CwUFy_-o6HnrkMCx-kAXWr_mwZ6HZ6x8fhN2gHhfiM4hAyBIurOO6B5k/s320/Feb+Desdiny-Catalina+42+002.JPG" width="320" /></span></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">For those of you not experienced with this process, fist the old screw must be removed without breaking it—remember, they have been there for over 50 years. Next, the hole is prepared by drilling a counter sink without enlarging the hole itself, then replacing the screw so the head is at least an 1/8<sup>th</sup> inch below the surface, then a new teak bung is glued back in the hole. When set, the top of the bung is then chiseled off flush and sanded to meet the surfaces of the deck. We lost count after several hundred how many of these needed replaced.</span></div><div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">All the old varnish, paint and grime had to come off every exterior surface, including cabin trunk, top, spars, cockpit, bow sprit, rails and boomkin. The heat gun and scraper were the tools of choice. Heat, scrape, heat scrape, was the process; inch after agonizing inch. </span></div><div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbIDx_ZJ3McripZw_8b5mB7RqM8HMYRCDfCq3yEerTsIii7hAawVmOYRwXFl9Pv2gnLQS0vDxa7icagmg7R69hQ8Zazog7mloYUnxzzNcGrJqdcUcYgPOidu4U8fV3i4ECFJLp7G9vn0zP/s1600/Feb+Desdiny-Catalina+42+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbIDx_ZJ3McripZw_8b5mB7RqM8HMYRCDfCq3yEerTsIii7hAawVmOYRwXFl9Pv2gnLQS0vDxa7icagmg7R69hQ8Zazog7mloYUnxzzNcGrJqdcUcYgPOidu4U8fV3i4ECFJLp7G9vn0zP/s320/Feb+Desdiny-Catalina+42+003.JPG" width="240" /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Back to the interior; three coats of white interior primer with light sanding between coats was applied to every surface, both what could be seen as well as inside and behind the drawers, lockers and storage spaces under the bunks and sinks, except the cabin sole. Boy, was it white in there! The interior lit up like an operating room, but that was the objective. Then, the surfaces that were to remain “bright” were scraped, sanded and varnished, then re-sanded and varnished and re-sanded and varnished and re-sanded and varnished. We found a whole variety of hard woods had been used. There was oak on the floors, mahogany counter edges, teak skylight and hatches; the subtle contrast of natural wood colors gave the interior a very rich and warm feel. The surfaces that were going to stay white was painted with a satin white finish. I’m told this white and “bright” natural wood trim is a Herrshoff style, named after the famed yacht designer Nathanial Herrshoff.</span></div><div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The countertops had been surfaced at one time with a white Formica type product. It was naturally stained in places and I have been trying to decide what to replace it with. I want to stay as close to the period as possible and thought about various stone finishes, but decided that Mr. Johnson would not want the weight of a granite counter top in his boat. I’m leaning toward a copper counter with hammered sink, brass galley pump, and teak trimmed on the sides. Let me know what you think?</span></div><div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">The work continues…</span></div><div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 6pt 0in; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ttM7jNpSkN29URWJxuIHMYg-xI0CgT4o0GUacyUJGnC_J2MdABLo1NZbqGi1odrirRot42y1PeH5rCBmdNs782Z-sQGb9Q1slEPtPQ2FocCTpOfqZu433sYMs-wJtB8Spt-Ccn2sr6J7/s1600/Feb+Desdiny-Catalina+42+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ttM7jNpSkN29URWJxuIHMYg-xI0CgT4o0GUacyUJGnC_J2MdABLo1NZbqGi1odrirRot42y1PeH5rCBmdNs782Z-sQGb9Q1slEPtPQ2FocCTpOfqZu433sYMs-wJtB8Spt-Ccn2sr6J7/s320/Feb+Desdiny-Catalina+42+006.JPG" width="240" /></span></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixii5Coc03R23dmrM0kANSMXh0pxTx97oMnxl9TLffYENYwaRh8sUr4kCzORwncHz3AN2WPBLXPE9v_OPQkeDWJPgfg0BcQ6hTAVwfDgM0gtcY6kYt4IDIztYLTDHoe0RGOkN2S4HKmtOX/s1600/Feb+Desdiny-Catalina+42+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixii5Coc03R23dmrM0kANSMXh0pxTx97oMnxl9TLffYENYwaRh8sUr4kCzORwncHz3AN2WPBLXPE9v_OPQkeDWJPgfg0BcQ6hTAVwfDgM0gtcY6kYt4IDIztYLTDHoe0RGOkN2S4HKmtOX/s320/Feb+Desdiny-Catalina+42+001.JPG" width="240" /></span></a></div><br />
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A 39' 4" Yawl<br />
By William Atkin<br />
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A Seagoing Yawl<br />
Meridian, as my old friend Capt. Abel Brown would say, is "one of them there rule cheaters," meaning that under certain racing rules she would have an advantage in handicap over a single masted yacht. However, this is not the reason she was decked out in the yawl rig. The yawl has always been well considered by cruising men the world over, and has certain advantages, not least of which is that the largest sail is pretty much over the center of the boat and nicely inboard. It is a handy rig, too, because the main and jib can be stowed and the boat be left to jog along under staysail and jigger.<br />
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Meridian is 39 feet, 4 inches in over all length; 31 feet on the water line; 10 feet in breadth, and draws 5 feet. The freeboard at the bow is 4 feet, 4 inches and at the stern 3 feet, 6 inches. The displacement is 22,600 pounds. Ballast on the keel, 8,000 pounds, with additional weight in the bilge to the amount of 2,000 pounds. So you see she is a boat of fairly large dimensions and comfortable room below decks without heavy displacement, and by the same token without excessive wetted surface. The lines show somewhat less draft than is usually associated with yachts of this type; there is, however, ample for this particular underwater form as proved by a score of predecessors. The hull is properly balanced and will sail without an excessive degree of heel.<br />
The rig is straightforward and practical. If made exactly as shown in the sail plan without additions and omissions and without changes it will stand through anything that can blow. There is nothing experimental about any feature of the sail plan, nor nothing blindly copied from the work of other designers. It is all designed to conform to practice that has been found to be entirely satisfactory in hard service afloat.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8XId9XU43IKQTdhAGnnzEkde-lrxZ5kTImqj7J3ettTiq3MLE0arItZ4Fc5_IPUdejqsKRGabLrF_vDVVTBM3wq6wBjBEmTORToUouivSZfRTvI3yL-vVxysXEMC1KAedk0DZ3DkhurN-/s1600/top.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="113" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8XId9XU43IKQTdhAGnnzEkde-lrxZ5kTImqj7J3ettTiq3MLE0arItZ4Fc5_IPUdejqsKRGabLrF_vDVVTBM3wq6wBjBEmTORToUouivSZfRTvI3yL-vVxysXEMC1KAedk0DZ3DkhurN-/s400/top.gif" width="400" /></a>The deck shows a shallow cockpit 6 feet, 2 inches long by 5 feet, 8 inches wide. There is a seat each side and under these the gasoline tanks. The cockpit floor is water tight the full width of the hull and the side walls under the coaming are water tight as well. The main cabin house is 4 feet 8 1/2 inches wide, with parallel sides ending forward in a hinged lid, the latter extending the full width of the deck house. Then there is a main deck and a small deck house over the forecastle. The advantage of this arrangement is its strength; that little piece of main deck spanning the beam at the mast ties the hull together properly and securely. I have drawn many designs showing the mast piercing the deck house; but this is a bad arrangement, weak, not shipshape, unhandy, and ugly looking. There is really more available room below decks with the two house deck arrangement.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMl5ro8hPEf0C0WSJgyvdmCLYxFkRjFpg7mCTyMGgNHqorEgcbWrxAqQaNzr7fAdxyFnN8-Adq-4GLq2-6rXr0Ej6HNiD-Yxm4-vbH6VWvI4RshfhSYeadXye3oC9l-tMFyr6AxeSKZYmk/s1600/all.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="249" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMl5ro8hPEf0C0WSJgyvdmCLYxFkRjFpg7mCTyMGgNHqorEgcbWrxAqQaNzr7fAdxyFnN8-Adq-4GLq2-6rXr0Ej6HNiD-Yxm4-vbH6VWvI4RshfhSYeadXye3oC9l-tMFyr6AxeSKZYmk/s320/all.gif" width="320" /></a></div>The cabin arrangement is designed to accommodate four people, more than four crowd up the place; and besides it is not possible to supply locker space for clothes, food, etc., for any more than four. This is one of the faults of many cruising boats; no place to put anything. The galley is aft under the companionway and equipped with range, sink, dish lockers, lockers for cooking utensils, ice box and storage locker for food. The top of the ice box serves as a chart table. The main cabin contains a sofa on the port side with a folding box berth behind, an extension berth is on the starboard backed by large lockers. Notice the el end of the extension berth and the fixed cabin drop leaf table. There is something homelike in a cabin like this with its table always set up and berths out of sight. The toilet room is big and equipped with a regulation water closet and folding wash basin. Lockers are supplied for linen and supplies. A large hanging locker is abreast the toilet room; a real closet in which to hang clothing. There is full 6 feet headroom throughout the cabin, galley and toilet room. The stateroom contains two built in berths, lockers, bureau, and generous hanging space. Leaving an opening in the berth front makes the space below available for the storage of sails. There is also a handy locker in the forward end of the stateroom. One water tank is installed in the bow, two additional water tanks are located under the sofas in the main cabin.<br />
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The motor should be of approximately 140 cubic inches pulling about 25 h.p. at 1300 to 1400 r.p.m. The motor in Meridian sits level, a feature which has many unseen advantages. It is not necessary to use a reduction gear in this installation.<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">The boat had been pulled out of the water, the bottom painted and the zincs replaced by the boat yard that sold me the boat before the sea trial.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Normally, that would have been my first chore, so in the interest of saving money and not duplicating effort, I decided we should start inside and work our way out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was January 2011 in <place>Southern California</place>, rainy season, so working inside to start the project was ideal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">I started by removing the sails and covers both from the spars and the fo’c’s’le and taking them to the loft. There were two set of sails, the old ones and the very old ones.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The sail maker actually recognized the names of the lofts that made them originally, (Schoonmaker Campbell Sails) though no longer in business, were considered high quality for the time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We decided to have the newest set cleaned and repaired where necessary.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was a large, faded red, <city><place>Genoa</place></city>, a staysail, a main and mizzen sails; these were left to be reclaimed later. Next was to remove everything not screwed down form the inside.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Out came anchor, chain, rode, sail covers, life jackets, cushions…even the toilet was unbolted from the floor (which was brand new, never used with the manual, still in the plastic taped to the seat) and<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>taken out in preparation for a complete redo of the interior.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">Let me digress here for a minute and discuss my philosophy of restoration of an old boat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ideally the total amount invested will not exceed the expected market value of the completed boat on the open market.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This number, of-course, is rather abstract.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I did research on similar vintage and type boats to learn what the asking prices were currently.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But, given the height of the depressed economy, with boat dealers and brokers dropping out like flies, and the actual sale prices of used boats at an all time low, it was anyone’s guess what my restoration budget should be…not enough, for sure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, I told myself, this project was for the love of the saving a piece of history, not for profit in the resale of the finished product, no matter how that went against my grain.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So, my philosophic modification was; I would not skimp or compromise on anything that was needed, but at the same time I would not be extravagant either.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Also, before making the final decision to buy the boat I did a preliminary budget, and got quotes from several of the artisans that I’ve used before, on the various aspect of the restoration, and decided that the project was worth the effort.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">This brings me back to the interior finish.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When I first descended into the interior I found an all natural wood finish.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The natural oak floor boards, the walls and cabinetry all natural wood finish.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Though beautiful it also made the interior very dark.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I also learned that the interior had been modified from the designer’s original scheme.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What I couldn’t tell was weather that was a modification in the original building or a change made later.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In any event, I made the decision change the interior from all natural dark wood to the classic Hershoff style of white with natural wood varnished trimmed highlights. This decision was partially steered by economics; it’s much cheaper to paint than scrape and varnish, and partially to brighten the interior.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Having made this decision the first steps were to prepare the interior for painting.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And, so it began.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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I found the plans for this very yawl I had crawled though.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was called the <city><place><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Meridian</i></place></city><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">,</i> 39’4” on deck, <metricconverter productid="31’">31’</metricconverter> on the water line, <metricconverter productid="10’">10’</metricconverter> beam and <metricconverter productid="5’">5’</metricconverter> draft. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was rigged with a jib tacked to a bowsprit, a club footed staysail, main and mizzen<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i>She displaced <metricconverter productid="22,000 pounds">22,000 pounds</metricconverter> and had an <metricconverter productid="8,000 pound">8,000 pound</metricconverter> of lead in her keel. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></i>He (William Atkin) said it was called a “rule cheater,” meaning she had certain advantages in handicap over her competition.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>However, this of course was in the early 1930s when the plans were first drawn. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All this further piqued my interest, and the desire to save this boat from the chainsaw grew even stronger.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">The yawl was now the property of a local boatyard, having been abandoned by its previous owner with quite a yard tab left unpaid.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The acquaintance that had brought the boat to my attention was a salvage dealer and had done past business with the yard.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I asked, what did he think it would take to buy the boat? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He started quoting the current price of lead on the wholesale market, the value of the brass cleats and windows, the tab owed by the past owner.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I listened, less than patient, wanting to say <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">“Yeah, yeah, yeah…so?”</i> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I finally said <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">“Offer them $3,500.”</i><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, that didn’t cut it, but after several weeks of negotiations and the yard agreeing to haul the boat for new bottom paint and shaft zincs, and having their mechanic put in a new battery and get the old flathead four-banger “…running just like a song” to quote Johnny Cash, we came to a price.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The final price was a little more than double my original offer. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">The day arrived for the sea trial and I was accompanied by a couple friends, both of whom had owned and restored wooden boats.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The owner of the yard also wanted to go, though he confessed he’d never sailed before.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I could tell that he was a little apprehensive the when the big 150% genoa was raised up the forestay.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We healed over 15 degrees and accelerated to six knots in a heart beat, and he took a step back and lowered himself down the companion way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Are we OK?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>he asked, his voice gravely trying to remain calm and be brave. The rest of us were smiling.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">“You are going to love sailing this boat.” My friend said already knowing from my expression that my decision was made. What a ride it was that day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Though the winds were not strong it was evident this was a real sailors boat. I agreed to buy the boat that day and as I wrote the check, I thought to myself <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">“What am I going to do now?”</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">It was agreed that I could leave the boat in the water at the yard’s marina for restoration process, but I would hire my own craftsmen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I called the paint and varnish man that had worked for me on three previous boat projects and asked for a quote.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My goal was not to invest any more into the purchase and restoration than I thought the market would bear for the finished product.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We came to an agreement with quotes for the job, broken down by a price for restoration of decks, paint topside, varnish spars, varnish topside, interior paint and varnish, and hull above the waterline.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Since the bottom had just been repainted by the yard, I decided to leave taking the bottom down to bare wood until the next required bottom painting.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-indent: 0.5in;">The next week we stripped the sails off, bagged them up, and I took them along with the covers to the loft for evaluation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There were actually two sets of sails, the newest of which was estimated at about 30 years old.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The interior cushions were stored in the yard’s warehouse for attention later, and the old cover was turned over to the yard’s canvas man to be re-stitched.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I paid a deposit for materials and the process began … it was mid-December 2010.</div>Capt. Cash Yachtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13688367468806437939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1895201749456302205.post-43214778570989546202011-02-20T12:07:00.000-08:002011-08-13T15:39:38.796-07:00Saving an Atkin's Yawl<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Saving an Atkin’s Yawl</i></b></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">By Captain </b><personname><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Jim Cash</b></personname><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"></b></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 6pt 0in; text-indent: 0.5in;">William Atkin, and later his son John, were designers of boats in the days before production fiberglass boats were being popped out of the mold and sent down the assembly line to be glued and screwed by clock-watching hourly workers. Atkin would sell his plans and the prospective new boat owner would, if handy, build or hire a local shipwright to build their boat. This is what happened in 1938 when Joel Johnson, a shipwright of Fairfield, Connecticut, was retained to build a vessel from the William Atkin plans called “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Meridian</i>,” a yawl rigged sailboat, 39’4” on deck, with a club footed staysail and the cutest little dog house on the foredeck.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 6pt 0in; text-indent: 0.5in;">Fast forward almost 80 years. It was October, and I was attending the 34th annual Wooden Boat Festival in Port Townsend, Washington. I guess I caught the “bug.” It was subtle, so my immune system did not know to fight it with a vengeance. I found myself inquiring about the prices of various wooden boats, with no real intention of course, of actually buying one. My God, who in their right mind would want to take on the headache involved with the maintenance and upkeep of an old wooden boat? </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 6pt 0in; text-indent: 0.5in;">Then one day, several months later, I got a call from an acquaintance who had heard my murmurings about how those old boats were really works of art, not just wooden modes of transportation … a weak moment I’m sure.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 6pt 0in; text-indent: 0.5in;">“I saw a boat you will want to see” says he. “It’s an old schooner or something. The boatyard is going to cut it up for the lead keel if someone doesn’t buy it …Are you there?” he inquired further, my silence deadening. I’ll only go to look; I said to myself, what harm could it do? If the yard is going to cut it up, it surely is beyond repair; what a shame! <br />
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As I approached, I saw the tattered full canvas cover almost totally obscuring the topsides. The distinctive short mizzen mast, placed far aft, and the tall main mast forward, gave away the fact that she was a yawl, very rarely seen in modern marinas any longer. The long low sheer line, the bowsprit and the bomkin at the stern, all added to my intrigue. My thoughts were “What a beauty! What lines! What a work of sailing art!” I was clearly having a full-blown attack of “<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Woodenboat-itis</i>.” </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 6pt 0in; text-indent: 0.5in;">I lifted the corner of the cover and scooted under the canvas. It was all there, the rack and pinion reverse steering with the wood spoke wheel, the brass winches, the wood horn cleats; there were even brass belaying pins nestled in holders at the base of the Douglas Fir mainmast with three-strand line figure-eighted in place. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 6pt 0in; text-indent: 0.5in;">I removed the teak hatch boards to the companion way with a slight shake to my hands and beads of cold perspiration appearing on my forehead. I cautiously descended, waiting for the telltale smell of wood rot, which was not there. Right there on the teak trim over the hatch was a brass plate inscribed with the builder’s name, Joel J. Johnson, <place><city>Fairfield</city>, <state>Connecticut</state></place>. I stepped down into the aft cabin, she was tight, not even a musty odor, only a sight layer of water kissing the bottom of the bilge. Oh, the joinery, the woodwork, the craftsmanship. The interior was like looking at antique furniture, not a mere boat. A pocket door separated the aft cabin, with opposing pilot berths, from the main salon. A long settee on the starboard side actually slid outward to covert into a double bed. The galley hugged the port side and the louvered cabinet doors swung open and shut with ease. Stepping forward out of the main salon past a head with toilet, a real porcelain sink, mirror and storage, I had to duck under the deck where the mast came through to stand upright again in the small dog house built above the fo'c's'le where another double berth shared the bow with the exposed anchor locker. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 6pt 0in; text-indent: 0.5in;">I was smitten. I could not let it happen. I could not let them cut her up. She had to be saved.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 6pt 0in; text-indent: 0.5in;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5SjnoVz1-gCuN0ziQwB-ooa2N5G4NrSdbRsJ6JHLG5zrQ_9_F8E6VIKv8sU5IMnNOQmzkNRvoYY42ieskB6cP0maRTN1QLKwjg9MpKd9QOPNIyEentTuo-uUgZk0zeIMuZLAnkSo4Nbq/s1600/Atkins+39%252C+Destiny+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5SjnoVz1-gCuN0ziQwB-ooa2N5G4NrSdbRsJ6JHLG5zrQ_9_F8E6VIKv8sU5IMnNOQmzkNRvoYY42ieskB6cP0maRTN1QLKwjg9MpKd9QOPNIyEentTuo-uUgZk0zeIMuZLAnkSo4Nbq/s320/Atkins+39%252C+Destiny+009.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>(To be continued…)<br />
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