Life on the Hard

Here’s the word to describe the experience of having Andromeda towed around the corner to the Port of Astoria boatyard: anti-climactic. And this is just what we were hoping for. After what felt like weeks of tension and worry about accomplishing this, I have learned a valuable lesson when it comes to this boat: let Mike handle it. Indeed, he had no trouble making contact with Captain Bill, and the good Captain showed up at the appointed hour of 10 AM on foggy Friday morning, tied on to Andromeda, and about 15 minutes later we were at the haul out facility. No muss, no fuss and it didn’t break the bank, either. In all, completely worth having a professional do this little job for us. Plus, it wasn’t raining.

Capt. Bill sidles up to Andromeda.

The guys at the port were waiting for us and were already familiar with Andromeda since her last owner hauled her out every year at this yard. They knew exactly how to get her centered in the slings, even without an engine in the boat. There was a touch of excitement when I realized that we were expected to handle the lines aboard her as they handled them from the docks, meaning that we were still aboard Andromeda when the slings were finally in place and the travel lift began its work.

Wait! What? Are we going for a ride?

Andromeda nudged up to the dock and we climbed over the bow pulpit. It was literally the hardest part of the entire affair.

This was the hardest part.

So now we’re on the hard and the scales are falling off of our eyes as we come face to face with the project that is our boat. To be sure, this boat has been well kept, She’s in really good shape for her age and all of that. The good news is that her hull looks excellent. There isn’t an osmotic blister anywhere on that boat, a testament to the care previous owners lavished on her, as well as her excellent pedigree.

The other good news is that we just love that swim step. Mike took the unsightly huge and heavy dingy off the back and it’s not going back on. The platform makes a very convenient way of getting on and off the boat. So much better than a wiggly ladder; the part of being on the hard that I loathe. Secure and stable; just the way I like it.

Now you can see her shapely stern.

So by now you are wondering what the bad news could possibly be? Nothing earth shattering. Only the thing that happens when anyone starts working on a boat, or a house, or a car, or anything that was built in 1975. Reality sinks in as the project list continues to grow. Projects like servicing all the seacocks. There are at least 20 of them and I began learning all about how to service them because I hate it when things leak and there are at least two that seep water. We’ve pulled three of them, and that job’s ‘to be continued’. I will get as many as possible done before putting her back in the water.

One of the worst offenders. Time to order some lapping compound and seacock grease.

And speaking of through hulls, the first thing on Mike’s list of tasks for me during this haul out period was to troubleshoot the clogged water intake in the forward head. It worked fine when we bought the boat, then one day it just… didn’t. As in no water flowing at all.

Fortunately being at this boatyard is a little like being at a junk dealer where all the junk you want is free for the using, if not the taking. I needed a roto rooter for boats and I found what I needed in a length of old wire rigging someone left laying on the ground. Perfect! I removed the water intake hose from the head and poked the wire down, hitting something that felt solid. Then I climbed down the ladder and did the same thing from the other end. Nothing would move. Yes, the seacock was wide open, in case you were wondering. After a couple more climbs into and out of the boat (thank you gluteus maximus) I felt like the wire was going a little further. I gave it the old Fonzi approach a few times, then I called Mike away from his prop-pulling entertainment, stationing him in the forward head to let me know if the wire made it all the way to the boat interior. Shortly thereafter I heard him yell and I felt the wire give. Apparently you don’t have to live in the tropics to have fish try to take up residence in your fresh water intake. I had two thoughts: thank God we didn’t have to replace that hose, and this is going to happen again.

Poor little guy. What was he thinking?

Oh, and Mike’s project du jour was to pull off the propeller since we’re having the shaft replaced. He though we could save a little money by doing this ourselves. Remember the transmission issue; the one whereby it took three weekends, Kroil penetrating oil, a blowtorch, and superhuman leverage to make the beast let go of the boat? We have a repeat here. This is looking like a trend… Andromeda 1. Mike 0. Insert sad face here.

This is not a happy face. What you see here is a ‘puller’ attached to the propeller, and a long iron pipe meant to give superhuman leverage to the wrench.

So the propeller is a little bad news, but it will eventually give way to Mike’s persistence. Or, we’ll pay the mechanic to do it. (I’m voting for that one.) The more long term issue is the leaking in the aft cabin. I knew the hatch leaked and did a temporary fix until warmer weather when I can really get to it. But the rain this weekend gave me an unparalleled opportunity to find all the little leaks that are going to drive me just a little crazy until I can get them fixed.

And, of course, one thing always leads to the other. When I noticed the little puddle of water on the floor in the aft head, I began poking around with my trusty little flashlight and, well, let’s just say there is a large project waiting to happen in the aft cabin. This will involve removing a lot of nicely done wood trim and hopefully it will NOT involve removing a wall.

And this is where the lesson of the weekend, “Let Mike handle it”, came in really handy. As I flashed my little light in all the nooks and crannies of Andromeda’s aft area, getting more and more annoyed at what I was finding, his cooler head prevailed. “It’s cold and nasty outside. Let’s go home. We can’t do it all in one weekend.”

So wise.

Some of the cool junk laying around the boatyard. The steering mechanism was made in Tacoma. (No, that’s not one of our seacocks, fortunately.)

Want to see her being lifted out of the water? Go Here until I figure out how to use the You Tube application.

 

 

 

 

Home is a Fiberglass Hull

One of the biggest projects on my personal list for Andromeda is insulating her interior hull spaces. The benefit of this effort is brought home to me each time we spend the weekend on Andromeda and realize that it takes running the diesel heater constantly to keep the boat warm and the interior free of condensation just from our living activities. And it hasn’t even been that cold outside yet. This will only get harder as the winter progresses. Without insulation on that hull, even with the good air circulation this boat has, I can look forward to mildewed cabinet interiors and clothing that smells like mold. I feel about mold and mildew the way Mike feels about fog: it is a malevolent  force of nature that is out to get me. And I cannot let it win. Ever. My nose is a fine tuned instrument of mold detection. I can always smell a cat litter box, a wet diaper, and mildew. Gauntlets have been thrown down. Lines have been drawn in the sand. The game is on.

I would really like to find a paint product that insulates against condensation and is easy to apply. I live in a complete dream world, apparently. What I’ve found so far is Mascoat Marine Insulating Paint (or, more accurately, a ‘thermal insulation coating’). It looks like a first class product but it’s expensive and difficult to apply. It has to be sprayed on, and I have to sand the fiberglass first. Andromeda is a 47 foot boat with a ton of cabinet space.  Oy vey, that’s a lot of sanding in weird positions, not to mention all the taping off and the fact that I would have to wait until summer for the temperature to be warm enough to apply this product.

Not to mention that this is how this product is usually applied. Notice there is no cabinetry in this photo. Photo courtesy of Mascoat.com.

I would love to find something easier in an insulating coating; something I could brush or roll on, for instance. Would rubberized roofing paint work? Would the insulating paint they sell for homes work? When I’ve researched this question on the sailing forums, I have generally found ideas about what I can glue on my hull like cork, or bubble wrap insulation, etc. I’d prefer not to go this route unless I have to. I’d like the insulation to extend pretty far below the water line, and anything that I glue onto the surface has to have excellent and complete contact with the hull or mold will grow behind it. In addition, there will always be some condensation as long as we’re in cold water, so I can’t use anything that will get soggy or hold water. Water must be able to get to the bilge. An insulation coating would be much easier in many ways. Please comment if you have suggestions.

Loot!

Anyhow, so while Mike was wrangling with the engine room, I spent time poking around in Andromeda’s nether regions. She has quite a lot of storage space and many cabinets have false floors, opening to reveal yet more storage space that I can only hope I never need to use. All of these need to be empty in order for me to get at the hull, so I got to emptying and suddenly it felt like being on a treasure hunt. So much stuff! At the end of the day I decided there was too much stuff taking up space and I better bring all this loot home. What I found was yards and yards of Sunbrella canvas like this:

What is this thing? It’s folded about 8 times so it’s huge. FYI these tiles are a foot across, to give you an idea of the size of this thing.

Apparently this is some kind of boat cover. It was much too big to spread out on our living room floor, so we’ll have to take it outside during the day and see how it works. I cannot imagine needing something like this in our climate, or using something like this while cruising, so it’s possible that what it represents is hundreds of dollars worth of Sunbrella canvas in excellent condition. Either way, score!

Also this:

Just long rectangles. I thought maybe windscreens, but then there is that zipper…any ideas?

In one cabinet I found a long bag made of polar fleece, obviously protecting something fragile. Upon opening it, I found these:

Maybe this is a score, maybe not.

What we have here are two panels that fit at the top of the companionway: one with a bug screen, and one made of plexiglass or something like that, creating a window to see out into the cockpit. These will be dead useful! Then there are tiny bug screens for the opening ports. These are in very poor condition, but the frames are still good so I’m putting their refurbishment on my project list. Why buy new ones when I’m fairly sure I can make these as new again? They are even labeled as to which port they are for. To the left are what appear to be bug screens for the opening hatches. To be sure, we’ve never needed anything like this in Washington, but I know we’ll want them other places.

In the drawers of the quarter berth cabin I found a pile of soft and stretchy terry cloth covers.

Soft terry covers

I think these are slipcovers for the Bottom Siders cockpit cushions to keep said cushions from sticking to skin in hot weather. A definite score! They are used and faded, and a couple of seams need to be mended, but I am totally prepared to repair  and refurbish these suckers with a little thing I like to call ‘fabric dye’.  I will have to count them to see if there are enough for all of the cushions. Another small project.

In the v-berth, I found this:

Biggest score ever.

This is a full cockpit enclosure. Yay! It looks like it is quite well made and needs only to be cleaned and one zipper replaced. When the weather warms up, I’ll give it a good scrub outside and let it dry in the sun, then take it to a canvas worker and have that zipper replaced. I am so looking forward to having an enclosed cockpit in this area.

Cheap Tricks in Boat Decorating

And speaking of refurbishing, before we left the boat this weekend, I got a wild hair and took down the curtains in the quarter berth, aft head, and master cabin. These curtains are really well made and of high quality. The fabric, however, is faded badly from the sun and from just being pretty old. However, these things are expensive to buy, and I am not in the mood to make them. Whoever did these did a damn good job on them so I’m going to reuse them.

Really nicely made curtains, faded from years of use.

I brought them home and washed them with laundry detergent and bleach, then decided I would try my hand at dyeing them. I am planning to use a combination of blues and greens, perhaps some lavenders, in the interior of this boat and I had two packages of teal green dye in the cabinet. So why not? I had no idea the fiber content of this fabric, but it felt like it was a cotton/poly blend. I brought out my big canning pot, filled it with water, added a cup of salt, a dash of laundry detergent, the two packages of dye, and some eye of newt and set it on the stove to heat. The curtains were already wet and clean so I placed them in the dye bath and commenced to saying my incantations while I stirred. There is something about dying fabric that feels so much like magic!

Lovely dye bath!

After about 30 minutes in the hot water it looked like they were dark enough. I figured they would not be perfect, but that’s the beauty of hand dyeing fabric. All those little imperfections are fine and will totally go with my vision of casual comfort below deck. Turns out the color is great, and I saved the dye bath for the next batch. Total cost of this redo? Less than 5$. That’s my kind of remodeling. Et Voila!

Once we start heading south, I’ll put some clear UV film on the ports to protect the color from fading.

I can’t wait to hang these back in the cabins and do the ones in the salon and v-berth areas.

If you have insulation on your fiberglass boat, speak up. Let me know what you use and what the pros and cons are of that substance. I’m hoping for a paint-on solution but my dreams may not fall on fertile soil.

 

 

 

 

 

Four Day Weekend

If you are not old enough to remember Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom, a common theme involved a walrus mustachioed Marlin Perkins narrating as his intrepid assistant, Jim Fowler wrestled with the show’s latest demonic man eater. Jim was routinely thrown into some far flung corner of the earth to capture and tag  a tiger, crocodile or carnivorous hedgehog while Marlin coolly narrated for the audience just how dangerous a cornered hedgehog can be. Marlin never seems to get too near the action lest Jim’s screams of terror ruin the narration.

Melissa. Taming the dangerous feral sander in the engine room.

So this weekend, Melissa played a passably good Jim to my Marlin. While Melissa wrestled the wild Andromeda from one to slip to another without an engineI remained safely at home raking leaves and cleaning the chicken coop. I hauled tree branches, downed after our latest wind storm,  while she got to figure out how to fill the water tanks, use the diesel heater, and witness Andromeda in her natural environment away from a slip. I kept my cell handy just in case she needed to confer with me on which valve empties what. In other words, she got to have all the fun while I stayed home.

To hear her tell it though, she barely escaped with her life. Whether it was being crushed tying off  Andromeda in her new berth or being asphyxiated by BilgeKote, her life was in mortal danger all weekend as she beat that bilge into submission. Some people have all the luck.

That’s right. That’s Andromeda’s bilge now.

Here’s another action shot of that bilge.

See how it gleams after 2 coats?

Between my domestic chores I did manage to complete some boat jobs. Our garage contains enough boat parts to actually build another boat so there were plenty of projects at hand. One engine related project was to clean and paint the oil pan that will sit beneath the engine.

Two coats of BilgeKote took this

Oil Pan Before

To this

Oil Pan After

Oil Pan After

Another small project was to clean up some corrosion on the steering pedestal. We figure that once we get an engine in the boat, it would a nice feature to actually be able to steer the boat. With the steering pedestal off, we have an opportunity to sand and paint the base.

Steering Pedestal Before

Steering Pedestal Before

Sorry, I don’t have a photo of the completed project yet. Please enjoy this photo of Marlin Perkins and his friend while I find some aluminum primer.

Marlin, but not Jim.

Finally, I took on a project to rehabilitate the boat’s Dickinson BarBQue. It’s obviously been well loved but if you’ve seen the prices for new ones, you’ll understand why I wanted to see if this one could be salvaged.  I found a new burner and ignitor at Lowes that will replace the old parts and have cleaned up the body with a product called Spotless Stainless. So, after we get an engine and can steer the boat maybe we can grill a couple of burgers to celebrate.

Dickinson Sea-B-Que Not new, but shiny

Dickinson Sea-B-Que.  Not new, but shiny

Never content to work on only one boat project at a time, Melissa also tackled the quarter berth area. The ‘wall’ in that area had seen better days and she couldn’t take the stress of looking at it anymore. Once again, cleaning the area and putting a couple of coats of BilgeKote on it saved the day. Got to love the clean fresh look of paint.

This wall became…

this wall.

Maybe next time I can be Jim and Melissa can stay home and hold chimpanzees.  I have several electrical projects that will require a good weekends worth of work without AC to the boat. I think Jim Fowler would approve.