Well, the boat is back on the hard. I (Diane) am finding what time I can to join Ev in the fun - for some weird reason I really like boat yards. The goal this weekend had been to prep the hull for painting. There really is an awful lot of more pressing things that the boat needs before it gets a trick paint job - but with the storm damage needing repair it seemed like as good a time as any to spruce the old girl up.
For those of you who are playing along at home - you'll know that we are not afraid of a little colour. So, despite Ev's hope that it would never have to actually happen, I'm going to be beautifying the boat, colouring in Ceilydh, giving the yacht a little yowza... You get the drift... He overruled the leaping dolphins with flames shooting out their mouths - but we will be going with a variation of the paint job we came up with a while back.
This weekend we removed all the illiterate vinyl signage from the boat. We are Dos Cerveza no more... After using copious amounts of chemical and deft technique to remove the tenacious snot like residue (who knew my parenting skills would be called into practice during hull prep?) we started to sand. And sand. And sand. 40 feet x 2 hulls is big. It's sort of like 80 feet.
Once we finished sanding we went and picked blueberries. Evan whinged a bit and said it wasn't quite the right activity to follow-up sanding with. But hey, it's blueberry season.
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