Life on the Hard, Day 3

Day 3,

It's raining, pouring, raining... oh heck I'll not get any painting done today. So I've been elected to go and do some grocery shopping. I'd spoken to Anna on Concertio, and she was going into town in her car at 9 am. At 8 am the phone rang, it was Tony, could we come around to his workshop to see the plans for the Targa Bar. He'd drawn them on the floor of the workshop and wanted us to see if we liked it.

The stainless steel holding up the solar panels are what's cracked..
if they go we lose the panels and Limo! So they have to be
replaced.

We went to Anna and asked if she'd mind a slight detour.. no problem she said. What a honey she is! So off we went and chatted with Tony, made some adjustments to his design.. I like working with Tony, he really listens to what you have to say and takes it into account. I'm so used to people brushing me off because I'm a woman in a man's world and they automatically figure that I know nothing.. rather frustrating, especially as I'm a qualified Captain, I have a great eye for shapes and dimensions and can visualise things in my head, probably because I'm and artist, lol, and I'm told that I'm quite logical for a girl. :-p

Anna and I left to go shopping it was now 9.30.

At about 11.30 we finally got back.. it was still raining. David and I unloaded Anna's car and took the groceries up into Puddytat, trying not to get it all soaked in the process. After a quick glass of coke, we went down in the rain to remove the lower end of the sail drives and drain oil into a bucket.
David had been having a hard time removing the Port rudder bearings, but finally after a lot of effort and hammering they came out. They're slightly too big for the rudder so we're having some new ones made.

After a quick lunch of fresh baked Apple crumble and cream, that David had made along with a loaf of bread, he got stuck into taking the hydraulic steering ram apart because they need new seals.

I put a huge chicken, with potatoes, carrots and onions into the oven for dinner and then I started cleaning the propeller blades and fittings. I need to get all the barnacle and oyster footprints off and get it shining again. Lots of hard scraping and scrubbing, but they're starting to look good again.

This is just one blade.. there are three per propeller, and two propellers.

I forgot the two shaft covers......

Here's one of the shaft covers..they're both done though. :-)

It's still raining... at dinner time, we ate with relish, the food was soooo tasty. :-) then we relaxed and watched a DVD.
At about 9pm I phoned my folks in South Africa.. just to give her a surprise and say hi, I love you. It was so great to speak to them.

Life on the Hard, Day 2

Day 2.

We woke up just after 7 am ready for a day of hard labour. After breakfast of toast ( made from David's home baked bread,) and tea, we got organised. David passed up the 9 oars, that we have stowed in the forward section of the starboard (right) hull, through one of the hatches to me on deck. My job was to sand them all down to the wood for repainting. We decided to throw out 2 of the oars as they were too badly broken to be repaired, so now I had to only do 7. Wow how many oars do you need you ask?.. hehe well we have a rowing dinghy with two rowing stations, so we need 4 working oars at all times. the rest are spare in case we break any.

I sanded oars almost all day. Some of them had to be peeled of old varnish first then sanded, but I got it all done. As I was finishing, Tony, an expert Stainless steel and Aluminium fabrication, came by to discuss our new Targa Bar.
No it's not a pub, it's a kind of archway that we're having built from one side of the boat to the other, at the back. We'll put our solar panels on it and hang The Limo from it.
The Davits that we are using at the moment for the job are badly cracked and cannot be repaired....we've tried to come up with a cheaper solution but there just isn't one. We've decided that it's better to do a good job once and have it last, than try and do patch-ups that would cause us to re-patch often, and that will probably cost us more in the long run. The Limo?, that's our dinghy, it's rather snazzy for a hard dinghy.

I added this photo to show you Limo hanging between the pontoons.

She'll look great when I've cleaned her up.

David had spent the day taking the propellers off and their shafts out and draining the old oil. He also drove out the rudder bearings on the port rudder to have new one's made. Then he had to go walking to find, and either buy, or order the requisite parts. He got back just before Tony arrived to discuss the Targa bar... good timing that :-)

Now it was time to knock off, have a shower and eat a good hot meal.

Life on The Hard.

Day 1.

When you live on the water 24/7/365 adjusting to being 'on the hard' is quite a thing. There is no gentle slapping sounds of wavelets in the early morning, or the motion of bobbing in a wake when another boat goes by, or the sound of sea critters going about their business that is heard through the hull. There are 'human' noises all around, cars, hooters, banging, scraping, grinding, voices, factory noises in the distance. Occasionally you get lucky and you hear a bird. The 'loo' is always over at the other end of the yard, so that, can be quite a trek :-) and takes some forethought.
The best things about being 'on the hard'....
Puddytat will look so much nicer when we're done slaving over her;
you get to have a HOT shower EVERY night;
meeting up with other sailing couples and spend and occasional evening swapping stories;
you have the knowledge that soon you'll be back on the water.

This time we're hauling out at Norsands in Whangarei, well known for their careful and meticulous handling of Cats. So the day before we're booked to haul, we anchor near the Boatyards entrance. It's a beautiful night, mirror smooth water, and not as cold as it has been, probably because there is no wind. The sunset is gorgeous.

The next morning we wake up to a silver day, and no wind.. YAY!

The phone rings and we're asked if we could come in earlier than originally planned. Fortunately we we're ready so we start the engines and lift the anchor. Oh yes, yesterday David took the Port rudder out because he has to replace the bearings, so now Puddytat handles quite differently.
David takes her in as I acquaint myself with all the lines that the men on shore will be taking.

Soon we're tied up and the trolley starts to come down the slipway, controlled by a grader.
Tony lines the trailer up with Puddytat, this takes about an hour, and eventually he's satisfied and the hydraulics lift the pads and Puddytat is lifted slightly.

We're taken off Puddytat and watch the rest of the procedure from shore. A nerve racking time... for all of us.

Without any problems Puddytat is pulled out of the water and positioned over a special area that has built in drainage, She will be pressure washed and all that gunk stuck to her bottom is drained into a tank, so as to keep New Zealand's coastal seas clean.

David and I laboriously scrub Puddytat's bottom to get all the bits that the pressure wash couldn't get off. Some barnacles and oysters are especially stubborn and just don't want to let go. Finally at 15:30 (3.30 pm) we're done and we tell Tony that we're ready to be moved.

They bring the grader, hook up the trailer and push Puddytat into the place where we're going to spend the next 8 days... opposite Cat Wagon! Yay, they're friends of ours.

The sunset is gorgeous and we collapse with and exhausted sigh.. we've been going at this all day since 09:30 am and now it's 18;00 (6 pm)... WHEW.