|Sometimes it will tease you with a knot or 2 then die when you are a mile from port leaving you to your best planning and preparation.|
|Osage Starfire Spirt, or Kira, her stage name, contemplating the heat on a summer day. She's definitely not a southern animal. She's dreaming of frigid temperatures.|
So, to fend-off temporary acedia, I flip-flop and focus on other things during these unbearable periods when weather patterns give no relief. Even my collie refuses to go outside for but the most ordinary of reasons, remaining in the a/c and the protection of the cool tile and wood floors. She's a good indicator for me of when it is unreasonably hot. But too, I use these times beneficially to do some of that online researching for little items I need to address on Baggy Wrinkles.
While she is safely hiding from the heat, I browse the online websites, looking at how I can improve her standing rigging, her blocks, tracks, cleats, and appointments and I create my to-do list of improvements. Another easy task to perform is periodic teak varnishing on some of the high-use areas. This is easily performed in the early morning cool temperatures. Plus, the ever-continuing search for oddities like cockpit drain screens, improvements to simple connectors in the rigging, and checking linkages in high stress areas like the shrouds and fore-stay make for good use of time when the thought of sailing is the last thing I'm thinking.
I also look at boats, other boats, other designs, and then I come back to the 18.5 foot Typhoon and consider myself luckier than that guy on SailboatListings.com who has a 1985 50 footer on the hard, deteriorating, cannot sell cause they want too much money for what it would actually take for one to get the vessel operational again, and my eyes grow swollen and tired at the small writing which indicates the listing was put many years ago. That boat, and many others, probably can't even be sold anymore. And if you have one, you'd best keep it, cause no one is going to offer you what you put into yours to keep it so gorgeous all those years. It's a grandchild thing, not even your children will want it when you're long gone.
On days I don't sail, I think about things like this and a few other things, it doesn't matter, one doesn't have to be in a hurry with a boat like this.
|A GoPro still snap, while underway on a decisively dory day in the spring.|