|Well done, main.|
This the main of Alchemy. It is pulling 15 tonnes of steel pilothouse cutter through the water.
|Note the ever-so-slight heel. We are off the dock, folks.|
|I have a much more impressive flagpole in the garage, which is what a lot of middle-aged skippers say.|
|This beauty is Cristal, a Dufour 36 Classic, a very nice find for Mr. Cooper, seen at his own bow, showing immense trust in his autopilot.|
|You can make out where the luff of the "temporary jib" is just about three inches too long. Photo (c) Jeff Cooper|
|If I can get this furler about five cm. higher, I'll be able to use this completely inappropriate Kevlar No. 2 racing jib (from, if I recall, a C&C 34) as a spare light-air genoa. Or I can just cut down the foot a bit.|
|What the numbers and "J" means, I have no idea.|
|Flying well, given the somewhat undertensioned halyards.|
|This is the square-rigged steel sail-training brig Playfair, off making use of her sail area.|
|WE'RE BACK, BABIES! (Photo (c) Jeff Cooper)|
Please ignore the dangling fenders. The dock-departure checklist was significant and they were overlooked in the rush to get out and sail, probably because we dock portside at the end of a finger and these are basically "preserve the other boat" fenders...The sharp-eyed will also note the missing solar panels on the solar panel arch over the aft helm station, i.e. "the poop deck". These were removed in order to better position the backstays (there are two). I'll figure out how to get them placed shortly, as I'm going to move onto The Problem of Batteries soon.