It is now starting to warm up and you know what that means. Yes, it is the beginning of the brightwork season! The time of year that seafaring folk break out the sandpaper, steel wool, turpentine and varnish and go to town on the wooden bits of their boats that are left in the weather all year long.
Luckily for us the SV Clarion has very little in the way of exposed wood, but I still have to do all of the requisite things to be sure that she looks like a well cared for boat. To that end I have begun taping off sections of the hand rails and rubrails on the cabin top. I have applied eco friendly stripping product and will soon be applying a very large amount of elbow grease to get the stubborn varnish of years of use off the rails so I can sand and apply more and newer varnishes to them. It is a labor of love that is, still, in essence, labor.
Since the first day I had my first boat at ten years old, the need to keep it up has been my (grudging) responsibility. My dad told me in no uncertain terms that if I ever wanted to get out on the water in that cool boat I had first to remove and sand every wooden bit by hand, varnish them well, reassemble them and have them checked out by his expert eye. Needless to say I was not hot on the idea. Not much has changed. I still would rather do nearly anything than sand rubrails but duty calls and I can't have my boat looking shabby so off I go.
In a little while I will post some of the pics I have taken of the ongoing project. The taping is first and probably the most important part followed by stripping and sanding which is going on now. Next I will have to bleach out some of the wooden rails that have darkened too much from the weather, and finally I get to begin recoating the wood to bring out the old fire and make it look like new. I am looking forward to seeing the results. I have been looking at the blackened and scruffy looking wood for a while now and want it to look better. I want to learn magic to do it, however.
If anyone out there knows of a simple way to get the job done that does not involve giving lots of money to a boatyard to do it for you let me know. I may not have a lot of wood but I still want it to look great.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Curry and sailing
Long ago, when I was a little boy, my dad was a big believer in curry. He loved it and every once in a while my mother would make him curry dishes. "Eeeeww!" would be my reaction. I couldn't understand what the fuss was about. To me it tasted like too many spices all put together. It was foul.
During those times, my dad was sailing a lot with his friends. He was a racer and loved to have the curry's spicy goodness when he would come home from a cold day of sailing on the sound or the lake near our house.
Today I am beginning to understand. I have been having cravings for that that I used to find so offensive. To be sure, my tastes had changed many years ago as I was introduced to East Indian cuisine but recent developments have really given me a great appreciation for the art of fine curry.
The biggest development was moving next door to the "Bad Haggis," a vessel owned by my liveaboard next door (boat) neighbor Richard. He has some serious chops in the galley and his tastes lean heavily to curries. He has been making, and inspiring me to make some truly great curry dishes recently. There are lentils and chicken, potatoes and carrots and other fantastic combinations of vegetables all mixed with great quantities of coriander and cardamom. It is a very welcome set of flavors after a great day of sailing. Something seems to be a nice balance between the two. Something like history.
Lately the weather has been warming and the boaters are returning to the docks. I know that soon the curry will be flowing out of our respective galleys. I can't wait to try all of the new creations we are making. There is even a thought toward a curry cookoff around the dock as we have discovered that nearly everyone there is a fan. Nothing like a great community meal to get things going.
I can't wait.
During those times, my dad was sailing a lot with his friends. He was a racer and loved to have the curry's spicy goodness when he would come home from a cold day of sailing on the sound or the lake near our house.
Today I am beginning to understand. I have been having cravings for that that I used to find so offensive. To be sure, my tastes had changed many years ago as I was introduced to East Indian cuisine but recent developments have really given me a great appreciation for the art of fine curry.
The biggest development was moving next door to the "Bad Haggis," a vessel owned by my liveaboard next door (boat) neighbor Richard. He has some serious chops in the galley and his tastes lean heavily to curries. He has been making, and inspiring me to make some truly great curry dishes recently. There are lentils and chicken, potatoes and carrots and other fantastic combinations of vegetables all mixed with great quantities of coriander and cardamom. It is a very welcome set of flavors after a great day of sailing. Something seems to be a nice balance between the two. Something like history.
Lately the weather has been warming and the boaters are returning to the docks. I know that soon the curry will be flowing out of our respective galleys. I can't wait to try all of the new creations we are making. There is even a thought toward a curry cookoff around the dock as we have discovered that nearly everyone there is a fan. Nothing like a great community meal to get things going.
I can't wait.
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