Hatch Refit Finish Line, Cheap as Usual

It’s time to update this blog and we have so much going on at one time that I have a hard time knowing what to report about and what to just skip over. We hit the ground running when we got back from the long trip this summer. August was completely dominated by the clearing out and big sale. The week after that we moved half of our furniture up to Andrew’s place in Bellingham.

How did all of this fit into our house?

How did all of this fit into our house?

Once that was done, it was as though a clogged drain had been cleared. The energy vortex around the whole ‘getting the house ready to rent’ issue went into overdrive.  Rooms are being reclaimed for bedrooms, walls are being painted, molding is being finished up, and gardens are being seriously downsized. This is taking almost my entire focus and almost all of my time, hence this blog has been neglected. I get up every day asking myself, ‘what will I clear out today’, rather than my usual ‘What will I write about today’.

We have a dining room once more. It's ready to go.

We have a dining room once more. It’s ready to go. Except those plates over the door are now gone. I keep finding new things to get rid of.

Meanwhile, Galapagos has not exactly languished in her slip. Mike has taken her out once or twice, and we’ve been continuing to do some projects aboard. But let me tell you this: it is really hard to work on a boat and a house at the same time, considering that we still work at paying jobs, and that there are still only 24 hours in a day. We were both hoping to get in some fall sailing, maybe a trip to a nice anchorage or something. But it’s not going to happen. Anyway,  within the year we’ll be living aboard and I’ll have plenty of time to be in anchorages, quiet or otherwise. For now, there is too much work to do.

We did complete the replacing of the hatch lenses and we are very happy with the outcome. The last time we checked in about this project, we were in the midst of removing the (Gaasp!) silicone from the hatches, doing our own little research about what works best to get those last little microscopic bits of silicone to release their deathgrip on aluminum. I’ll tell you what works best: elbow grease and razor blades. It’s the only way. But in term of products, that Boat Life ‘Release’ is the way to go. Unfortunately, we ran out of it, so we bought something called Contractors’ Solvent. It was not nearly as efficient as the Boat Life ‘Release’, but it did work and we were very close to being finished by the time we ran out of the Boat Life stuff. I’m going to go ahead and order a large bottle of this stuff just to have on hand in case we need it again.

Another product that helped with the tiny bits was this great sandpaper Mike found at the local Lowe’s. This stuff is great. It has a flexible backing that allows you to work in into small spaces with it tearing and is easier on the fingers than regular sand paper.  A combination of elbow grease, this sandpaper, the bronze wool I bought, razor blades, and the Contractor’s Solvent seemed to do the trick.

We also bought 220 grit.

To bed the overhead hatches, the ones that had been bedded in silicone, we chose to go with another silicone product since that had been holding for over 20 years and we were worried that a non-silicone product might not stick to the surface.  Mike bought GE Silicone II, a basic good quality silicone. Yes, we kind of made a deal with the devil here. We taped off the top edge, Mike laid down a heavy bead of the stuff and we dropped the lenses in. So far, they haven’t leaked a drop, even in very heavy rain. The true test will be when we go sailing a lot.

The cheap boat product, however, is the tape we found to use around the outside of the non-opening ports in the hull. These ports are screwed onto a heavy butyl rubber liner that is firmly attached to the hull. When we removed the crazed originals, this rubber liner was in very good condition, so we left it alone. The lens is screwed on, and the the seam and screw heads were covered with some kind of black material. You can see it in this photo.

The ‘before’ shot.

This stuff must have been original to our 1975 boat. It was so degraded from UV that we couldn’t tell what it was and it literally flaked off into my hand when I began removing it. I had no idea what to use to replace it. I wanted something like a tape because it needed to have crisp edges. I found the answer on FindTape.com; a beautiful butyl rubber tape by 3M that was designed specifically to stop leaks! Woo hoo! The Pro Tapes Pro Flex Patch & Shield Tape is described as “one of the heaviest, most aggressive sealing tapes available”. In addition, it came in several sizes and lengths. But what makes it a ‘cheap trick’ is the price: A 5 foot roll of the 2″ stuff for $3.31. I bought one roll for each of the ports.

Mike screws the new lens in place.

This is the best stuff since ice cream was invented. We love it. And we are sure this is going to work really well. It’s very sticky (so be sure you do it right the first time) and goes on easily and smoothly. The paper backing comes off cleanly. We think it was the perfect solution to sealing the seam on these ports. And we’ll just carry some extra rolls in case we need it for something else in the future. We think this stuff will be handy for any number of things.

Once on, the warmth of the hull smoothed out those edges.

 

 

 

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow: Cheap Hair Tricks For Sailors

When my neurotransmitters are cooperative I try to enjoy what life has to offer wherever I am at the moment. At the moment I am at home in our house on land so I am reveling in the freedoms that land life has to offer: the freedom to drive across town on a whim, the freedom to grocery shop without advance planning, splaying on the big king sized bed, taking long steamy showers, having unlimited internet juice, cooking in an oven where I have some real temperature control. I am working on not taking these things for granted as we get closer to moving onto the boat.

First, the ponytail.

First, the ponytail.

It is the relative safety of this land life that allows me to experiment with how we might do things once we have sailed away from our network here. We will leave behind our friends, family, massage therapist, our chiropractor and doctor, and the yoga studio. These losses will be hard, but they are nothing compared with the loss of Rose, my hair stylist.

Cutting straight across is difficult with a lot of hair, on a moving boat, looking in the mirror.

Finding a good hair stylist that can beat my hair into submission without breaking the bank, or a nail,  is not easy. In my land life, my hair is of medium importance to me. I know I am not alone in that considering how long it takes me to get an appointment with Rose. Apparently, sailing will not change that as is evidenced by the Women Who Sail Facebook group to which I belong, along with thousands of other women. Hardly a week will go by that someone does not ask a hair related question on that forum. They ask questions about what products other boaters use, whether they like their hair long or short, whether they continue to color their hair, and how they manage to get it cut and styled. All those questions got me to wondering: Will Rose fly to the Galapagos Islands to cut my hair?

Cutting into it to feather the ends. Should be holding it straight up, but my arms aren’t long enough.

Well, maybe she would, but it would be on my dime, making that the single most expensive haircut ever. So I decided I needed to learn to cut my own hair. Sure, Rose laughed at me when I told her, but I’ve never been deterred by other people’s amusement. I began to let my hair grow out, longer and longer, making plans to cut it while we were on the boat in Canada. That way I would be sure to have Rose as a backup if things went horribly wrong. If my hair sucked, she might say ‘I told you so’, but she would fix it for me with a smile.

Of course, I realize people do get their hair cut all over the world. I also know that there are a lot of people who cruise who also cut hair. Still, I like to see how far my ‘I can do it’ will take me. This is the personal grooming equivalent of solar panels. And really, after a month on the boat, I was ready to get creative with my time.

The unveiling.

I waited until almost the last possible minute to take the plunge as I was more than a little concerned about the outcome; having not actually cut my own hair since age 4.  By the time I had studied up on how to do this via the modern equivalent of beauty school, Youtube, my hair was down to the middle of my back. Some of it needed to go.  Mike recorded the event and I learned a few things about how hard it is to hold hair up straight and cut correctly while looking in a mirror on a moving boat. Mike is no help here as he cuts left handed. I have to help him cut paper straight, much less my hair. No, we don’t have left-handed hair cutting sheers, although that might be on the list of things we bring with us on board.

The results, while not exemplary, were at least acceptable leading me to believe that with practice I might actually be able to pull this off. Sure, there were some pieces that were too long and I spent a little time evening things up. Next time I will be braver, go shorter, have sharper scissors. But in the end, when we got to Tacoma no one began pointing at me and laughing, no one asked me if I’d learned my lesson on hair cutting yet. I will take that as a success. Now if I could only learn to do my own foils.

So far, it’s ok.

Result: not terrible but I did have some parts to re-trim.  Next time will be better.

 

Cruising, With a Chance of Chocolate

This week one of my blogging friends, Ellen from Cynical Sailor & His Salty Sidekick, posted on her Facebook page that she had gone several days without any kind chocolate or sugary treat. She was wondering if she could make it an entire week.  Sure you can, Ellen! How do I know?

Because one of the main reasons I was completely successful at keeping my dratted weight under control during our cruise this summer is that I didn’t put any kind of sugar on the boat.  No candy, no ho-ho’s, no sugary muffins, or sweet rolls or anything of any kind. If it had sugar, it just didn’t come onto the boat. If I can do it, anyone can do it. Because sugar is my worst enemy, the enemy I love to hate because I love it so much. I love that powdery white train of death like an addict loves drugs.  Of course, Ellen probably doesn’t need to keep her boat sugar-free. She just had not been to the store lately.

But because I know myself and my lack of sugar-resisting fortitude,  I just didn’t allow it to accompany us on the trip. That’s because once on the boat, it would call my name from the dark recesses of whatever cabinet it was hiding in and I would be powerless under its spell. That’s right, in spite of my attempts to use a Nancy Reagan approach to my drug of choice and ‘Just Say No’, somehow, that never seems to work for me if the demon is in my immediate vicinity and I am bored, tired, sad or have any other kind of human emotion.

A day for chocolate, not sailing.

This is especially true on those rainy days where there is nothing really going on besides laying around reading. I can go through a  whole bag of jolly ranchers or those caramel apple suckers (mmmm) on those days. But boy do I regret that later. So this time, I just bit the bullet and when provisioning I did not indulge in fantasy foods. (Nor in anything that had wheat in it, either, but that’s another story.) And before you feel sorry for Mike, he doesn’t care much about sugar and this lack of sweetness on the boat lost him 10 pounds during the trip. Sometimes I do not understand that man.

No, we saved our treats for going to town, and we limited our town-going days, which we do, anyhow since we always anchor out. I did, however, take a lot of chocolate on the boat. I love chocolate and, pretty much, I want to eat chocolate every day. So I had to figure out how to be able to do that and not let it go to my hips; how to do that in a way that sneaks past the choco-sugarholic in my brain that would eat the entire bag. Or bar. Or whatever just put it in my hands, back away, and no one gets hurt, see?  I have heard that chocolate is good for you. That is a truth I can adopt with relish. So here is how I have chocolate on my boat (and at my house):

This has no sugar. At all.

This has no sugar. At all.

I make my own stevia-sweetened candy using 100% unsweetened cacao, which you buy in the baking department of your local grocery store.  Fortunately, as I’ve eliminated daily sugar from my diet, my taste has turned to dark chocolate from the milk chocolate I used to prefer. Still, completely unsweetened chocolate is an acquired taste. Here are the two ways I use this stuff to satisfy my chocolate craving.

Sugar free Chocolate Bar

(All of these proportions are up for grabs. I never measure anything that I can guestimate)

In microwave (or, on the boat, a double boiler- just improvise it) melt unsweetened chocolate.  Add a little coconut oil – maybe about 1 tsp for two ounces of chocolate. (You can use cocoa butter, but I don’t have any.) Stir it together and sweeten with stevia to taste. Now add nuts, unsweetened dried fruits of your choice, or spices like chili powder or cinnamon. Use your imagination! You can also add peanut butter, but not too much or it won’t get hard again.

After you stir everything together, spread it on a piece of parchment paper, foil, waxed paper, whatever you have that it won’t stick to. Put it in the freezer, fridge, or cooler to harden.  Then eat it up. If you like your chocolate dark, you will never go back to Hershey’s.

Why, yes, Mike did eat these.

PB Chocolate on a Plate

All right, this is sheer laziness but who cares? Take a square of the chocolate. Smear it with unsweetened peanut butter. Sprinkle that with Stevia. (I like Truvia because it sprinkles nicely). Put some Craisins or raisins on top. Yes, Craisins have a little sugar in them. It’s not enough to trigger me, so I can use them on occasion.

You’ll need a napkin for this one but it’s very satisfying.

If you have any other ways to use this unsweetened baking chocolate to satisfy a chocolate craving, bring it on. But leave the sugar out.