|In very weak wind, the "new sail creases" still show.|
Well, of course. We'd love it.
First, however, we needed a sea trial of the new main. Before the actual day of Having Guests Aboard, we went out in frankly miserable wind of perhaps five knots, all the better to diagnose and repair our line reeving and our sadly decayed sailing skills.
After only a few embarrassing if trivial incidents, more involving the role of heavy fenders in trapping sheets and furling lines, we declared the boat Fit for Minor Sailing. Minor because there's still loads of gear, tools and mysterious fluids only semi-secured and the head is filled with painting supplies and the beer is warm off dock power, as neither an inverter nor a 12 VDC power socket is installed. They're aboard, but not installed.
|Cabin Boy in a rare moment of unmoody teenager.|
|That's more like it.|
|Haven't decided whether I should take the topping lift off entirely when sailing.|
|Sometimes shots like this remind me we sail a fairly big boat. Well, big to me.|
|Mrs. Alchemy at the helm. Maybe I'll restore the tiller for her birthday in three weeks.|
|Not pollution, but mist from the warm air over the cold lake.|