Baggy Wrinkles

Baggy Wrinkles
S/V Nautica, Hull #614, Built at Whitby Boatworks Ltd., Ontario, Canada 1977, one of the most recognizeable Carl Alberg designs. A masthead sloop displacing 9000 lbs, keel hull, Yanmar 15 hp diesel, LOA 30.27 Beam 8.75, Draft 4.29, roller furling headsail, tiller, berths for 4, interior teak bulkheads, teak cap rail and cockpit teak coamings, 12 volt lighting, aluminum mast support, Harken self tailing winches, in its day was designed for customers as a Cruiser-Racer, the Alberg 30 remains a Classic design of the modest Alberg inventory.

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Saturday, June 28, 2014

Ok so I was up early, plodding through some emails, checking the news, drinking some thick black coffee, checked on a continuing journey of Karl, the sailboat a young gal has refurbished to sail around the world ( what a feat? ) and I came across an interesting, not original, video that says much.  I followed the link off of the Scuttlebutt Sailing site to this:  only takes about ten minutes of your precious time!

I'm not attempting to be a solo circumnavigator or to live aboard a small wooden yacht, but I found the simplicity and happiness this sailor had found aboard his little boat similar to the satisfaction I've found with an original antique sailboat.

There are a lot of brand new shiny sailboats and motor yachts out there.  And, I guess if money was no option, you could go get all of them and live on one each day, or something like that, lol.  But there is great satisfaction of having the internal peace to enjoy what you have.  And I think this young guy found something in his little wooden boat.

I think there is a satisfaction for everyone when you find something, get into the groove, and find enjoyment in that groove.  It's not meant to be a financial plan, that's for sure, but there is a part of the finding of that thing which is important to contentment.  Ok, this is getting a bit philosophical, so I'll pull back a bit now!

Check out the journey of Karl here:

To be sure, the ocean is a big place with many surprises, and you cannot get off quickly once you're on it!  So a word of caution about such ventures is moot.  Nonetheless, it is always interesting to see how these folks meet their expectations heading out into the sea! 

Monday, June 23, 2014

Some things aren't so simple.  Like names on a boat.  Have you looked around lately at what boats are named?  At our recent trek to the RRYC, we had the delightful opportunity to consider names on sterns like:

Neck Ty--this made sense, a play on words-
             Radio Flyer--it fit the color of the Typhoon, Red, and the little Wagon of fame!
                       Creampuff--well, that was easy!
                                Goose--really not sure why?
                                           Venturi--this is advanced, all about wind effects!

It's not an easy task!  I'm sure all of these owners thought long and hard about these candidates.  Probably some sleepless nights before deciding on the finalists.  At least they made sense of something.  These Typhoons were named rather appropriately.  At least there were no names like "Bad Ass," or "See Ya" like one sees in other places!  At least take some time to name the boat.  And rather than attempting to humiliate someone behind your stern, make it a pleasant experience.  Please?

So the second most difficult thing is to figure out where to get the stick-em stuff that works to put your creative juices on the stern of your yacht.  I like to give credit where it is due, and I do like the folks from whom I got my template developed, pretty simple name  I liked that the process of sizing was an automatic process and the template/fonts were ample but not bizarre.

The  Typhoon's engine and mount obscure the name while underway but I wanted the name centered overall.

Of course, my boat name is probably rather obscure, and like most I see, probably leaves people wondering.  Well, at least it's not Sue Ann, or Bye Bye, or something.  I'm sure some folks will probably wonder if it is referring to them and their own wrinkles!  But perhaps a few might know what a baggy wrinkle is, or if not, might look it up in a dictionary.  Cause if they google that, it will lead them in a circle to this blogsite.  Thanks Google, you're so smart.

Anyway, my hat's off to the folks who helped devise the set-up.  I realize there are a host of folks who do this, but this way you get to see a product.  And I don't mind pointing in a good direction once in a while when I've found something of value.

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Baggy Wrinkles explored the world of haul-outs during the visit to the RRYC Nationals event this month.  Trailering up to the event was easy compared to launching. 

We soon discovered, that even with our best efforts to provide her with an extended tongue trailer, this did not prevent us from having to push the trailer further out into the river.  The launch ramp simply was not deep enough to facilitate an easy trailer launch.  Thanks to the tried and proven method of attaching a solid 3/4 inch nylon rope to trailer and trailer hitch, we were able to toss the dory into the water.  Then we were able to pull the trailer out, somewhat awkwardly I would say, because the trailer's 5th wheel has to become the forward point of travel when it was never meant to travel much!

We spent two days racing with the Cape Dory fleet at the RRYC and had an enjoyable time with them, learning new tricks of the trade like "Pep's" unique style of handling a dory and fellow out-of-towner Larry's winning approach for the Corinthian fleet--well done Larry!  In the last post, Larry and daughter Sarah are in left and right photos of folks eating.  They sailed their day-sailor Cape Dory to victory in the Corinthian division of which the Baggy Wrinkles found herself for two days.  The winds seemed fickle and listless at times, and yet the race committee did some great work finding the wind and each day of the event provided plenty of wind, in fact, great wind for competition.

This final day of competition our fleet ambles about waiting for a wisp of wind to arrive.  It did, providing a lively day of brisk competition for several races!  Hard to believe looking at this photo.  We had no time to grab the camera and photograph the great sailing that was about to take place moments after this photo.

So, this caused us some anxiety when we were done with racing about on the Rappahannock.  We skipped the final race of the day, leaving us about mid-fleet in our efforts at the races for the weekend--a good show we thought!  But heading-in, we had prearranged for a haul-out by Mr. Friday, really his name, who yanked Baggy Wrinkles out of the river without strain as shown below.  As this photo shows, there really is nothing left to do but watch in amazement at this haul-out.

The lift was able to balance the dory just right and provide a drama-free out-haul for us.  Another out-of-towner sailor, Phil, watches with me as the haul-out takes place.  His fellow sailor and dory are barely seen in the photo above.  They provided some additional moral enthusiasm for the event.

Mr. Friday did excellent work with the 50 ton lift.  The 1 ton Baggy Wrinkles rocked a little but sat down rather quietly on the trailer upon arrival. 

We inspect the positioning before set-down and then Mr. Friday lined up the keel and laid her into position.

After he laid her onto the trailer I thought this was the best $40 bucks I'd spent in a long time!

So here I am relieved that we don't have to toss and drag the trailer.  After a long day of waiting for the wind, then sailing in a nice breeze, the diminishing capabilities suggest it is time to take down the mast, stow the cables, and trailer back to the RRYC for some final beverages and goodbyes as the weekend of sailing at the Nationals comes to a fine end!  If we head north to the event in a couple of years, we'll definitely be using this service which was made available to all entrants at an economical price.

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

The name change! 

Just before setting out to take part in the Cape Dory Typhoon Nationals ( the 2nd one! ) at the terrific location in Irvington, Virginia, we decided to apply the new name on the Cape Dory.  For about the past one and a half years, La Belle Vie has been transforming into a new identity, "Baggy Wrinkles."

So after tying down the mast and securing the dory, we set out for the Rappahannock River Yacht Club, RRYC, located on Carter's Creek, in Irvington, Virginia.  The setting is a delightful little place with a friendly crowd of folks and more Cape Dory Typhoons than I'd ever seen.  Especially in one place!  The RRYC and its Commodore have to be some of the friendliest folks ever.  This was to be where we would Christen the Dory to her new name.  With fanfare and celebration.  And so we read this preface....

Vessel Renaming Ceremony 

"In the name of all who have sailed aboard this ship in the past, and in the name of all who may sail aboard her in the future, we invoke the ancient gods of the wind and the sea to favor us with their blessing today.

"Mighty Neptune, king of all that moves in or on the waves; and mighty Aeolus (pronounced EE-oh-lus), guardian of the winds and all that blows before them:  "We offer you our thanks for the protection you have afforded this vessel in the past. We voice our gratitude that she has always found shelter from tempest and storm and enjoyed safe passage to port.

"Now, wherefore, we submit this supplication, that the name whereby this vessel has hitherto been known (say the former name), be struck and removed from your records. "Further, we ask that when she is again presented for blessing with another name, she shall be recognized and shall be accorded once again the selfsame privileges she previously enjoyed.

"In return for which, we rededicate this vessel to your domain in full knowledge that she shall be subject as always to the immutable laws of the gods of the wind and the sea.

"In consequence whereof, and in good faith, we seal this pact with a libation offered according to the hallowed ritual of the sea."

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And then the official Christening...

After a boat is de-named, you simply need to rename it using the traditional christening ceremony, preferably with Queen Elizabeth breaking a bottle of champagne on the bow, and saying the words:

"I name this ship Baggy Wrinkles  and may she bring fair winds and good fortune to all who sail on her."

We managed to do a double ceremony with Mikey, whose Radio Flyer, an even older Typhoon was to be renamed herself!  Here is Mikey doing his Christening of Radio Flyer....

With great fanfare and obvious enjoyment, the crowd of fellow Cape Dory onlookers applauded the renaming and enjoyed the Barefoot Bubbly passed around the crowd!

Thus began the Typhoon Nationals for 2014 with good winds and lots of Cape Dories and happy sailors!

Baggy Wrinkles did us well during the weekend although we had to take quick notes as these folks at the RRYC are avid Dory racers and do not wait on anyone to "come about" before they round the marker bouys!  Some fine sailing and keen maneuvering was exhibited in the crowd.  It was good to be around the same yacht design and enjoy the competition on the race course as well as the good spirited conversations around the table and new friendships made.

Voila, "Baggy Wrinkles"

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Well it's almost time to officially change her name.  She came along to me as "La Belle Vie," a great name with a lot of memories and that special "je ne sais quoi...!"   But she's been bare for over a year now, sailing in some races, pounding waves and reaching across the lake in any sort of weather.  She's really proven her stability and capability in all sorts of conditions, except windless conditions of course, that this is a vessel of extraordinary quality and exceptional fabrication!  It's time for a new name!

I've already taken up who and how I named her ( see the background story ) and I felt there was something of yesteryear about this particular boat that was suspended in another time and space.  You know it if you see it; the way the stern meets the water, the way she eases over in the wind, and the way peoples' heads turn and admire her whether she's fast or slow, it doesn't matter.  There's something about the Cape Dory which makes people say, "I've always wanted one of those..."  I hear it all the time.  And the other phrase, which is, "I shouldn't have sold mine..."  One sort of becomes a keeper of the classics with one of these little itty-bitty boats.

It's something we say around things which are old yet appear ageless in admiration.  We like old things of character and style.  And we tend to collect them.   

So have finally ordered her name for the transom and home port, Lake Murray, SC, where else?  Figured that if we're headed up to the National Cape Dory event in June on the Rappahannock, I'd better get her a name plate!  Perhaps we'll do a ceremony before taking off for the event....or perhaps wait and do something at the event too!  So many decisions!

So the other day my graphics arrived and I re-put her numbers and name on the hull and then applied the new name and location ( to be done via ceremony later ) of course:

So now with name affixed she's a debutante for sure!  Most people will have no idea why the name.  But then, most boat names are cliche anyway, so this one is obscure, except for the old "salts" who remember another day and time.  And that's what the Cape Dory does, it reminds us of another time.

So off we're going to play with some other Typhoons!