Walkabout, the day I met her officially for the 1st time. June 4, 2011.
I had been ogling her for years; she was over on the “nice boats” side of the marina – of course there was no such section, it was just a case of ‘the grass is always greener’.
The cockpit is going to need a little attention, I think.
Magnificent Seth Thomas clock, in perfect working order
Yes, this cockpit really wants some attention.
The wire plugged in to the AC mains goes to the gel cel battery charger. Sadly there are no living batteries aboard, just dead lead acid batteries.
The rig looks okay, in fact it looks quite nice. The mast was awl-gripped a year ago, [well, maybe a couple years methinks, but still in fine shape]. My thumb looks okay too.
It will be warm and cozy down here when it’s cold and miserable on deck. She is not officially for sale when I took these pictures, I was just urging him to sell her to me. I must have been so annoying.
Not only was he not really too keen on selling his gorgeous boat, he was also not expecting any company. “Someone has been living aboard I think.” said he.
“I got a chain pawl that fits right on there, I just have not put it on yet. I’ve been redoing the foredeck since my old windlass died.” He really was too, I have all the old parts, but it’s really quite dead, and it looks like it was never all that great.
Incidentally, he also removed all the teak decking except for in the cockpit and replaced it with excellent non-skid.
Nice anchor rollers, furling jib, LED nav lights, bronze everything, and cubic hectares of brightwork. I am in love [and also probably a bit mad].
The head looks nice, probably. The grossness frightened me somewhat; it ended up completely benign, and cleaned up quickly and easily with vinegar. She had been sitting for a rather long time.
Hong Kong had some pretty damned good woodworkers. The whole interior, while a bit dirty, is incredibly nice. I am clearly smitten, but trying pretty hard to hide it by being overly critical.
Truly a gem in the rough. It took me a month to convince him to sell, and at the last moment I had actually given up and started looking at other boats again when he called me and accepted my offer.