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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Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Took Baggy Wrinkles out for a sail the other day.  Weather was hot but the winds were picking up and predicted to hit about 15mph with gusts to 28mph.  I thought, "That's perfect wind for a Typhoon!"

So off we went about 11am into the lake.  Not another sailboat anywhere.  Only the Sheriff's department was out, cruising the shoreline and coves, doing their routine.  Sailing solo is great because you don't have to provide tour guide info, just sail.  However, it comes with challenges for photography.  I had setup my GoPro on the taff-rail and had my Nikon handy for some of those other moments when I could single-hand the dory and put the camera on automatic.
Very typical cockpit with this and that about, lines crossing, as the Typhoon splashes forward. 

The Typhoon is such a sturdy vessel that even with 12 to 15% heel, it feels as if it is just beginning to get her teeth into the wind.  As one of my friends said, "It's the perfect 'old geezer' boat!"  Well I have to admit I guess old geezer is a term for an old guy like myself.  But it is the perfect boat and you can tell by this photo as I am holding the tiller and taking the photo simultaneously.

Attempting to portray degree of heel is difficult while at the helm, so I looked at two things, the overall dynamic positioning of the boat, so that you look at sail position, compass and horizon in one glance which tells you what a clinometer could tell you in numbers.  I don't see the need for a clinometer since I experience heel rather than think about it.
Port reach heading due North on the lake.

So the photo above does it for me.  Look at the compass and note that the inside ring's base and the horizon are perfectly the same, providing an apparent correlation to the naked eye. If you were to draw a line straight from the top of the photo to the base of the forestay you would be able to see the approximate amount of degrees of heel.  Since the forestay is leaning with the wind a bit, it would not be exact.  Yet the mast is straight and you can draw the same lines and measure the mast a bit more perfectly.  But this photo does it for me, a good steady breeze of about 12-15 kts and you can see that sitting in the cockpit you will need to brace yourself adequately.

This is the Ritchie Kyack compass mounted with velcro.  Easy to see.  You can see better what I mean about the built-in clinometer.  I prefer a velcro mount.  The less holes in this boat the better!  Too, I can remove it for security or travel.

Too, everyone always want to know how fast they're going and I took this screen shot after I'd hit 5.9 kts.  I wanted to prove the Dory was doing it's thing but was not able to capture another reading as high after this.  This program is an  APP for android devices called Sail Droid. 

I like the fact that it provides three essential things in a simple format:  Speed over Ground in knots, Course over Ground and the Magnetic Compass.  In the first photo, the compass shows 333 degrees as a heading but the boat is actually pointing at 356 degrees.  In the second photo here, there is no course over ground because there is no movement forward.  The speed over ground is apparent so needs no explanation.  If you put the phone on the table and turn it left and right the compass at the bottom screen will immediately move just like a fluid compass.  Cool.  The program has other items like GPS info, position and waypoint, plus a white on black screen which I should have been using in the bright sunshine.

I also have a couple other programs on the Samsung but will feature them later since I usually just use this.  There is one from the American Sailing Association and another called the Sailing Tactician.  All of these are free programs for the android devices.

Have taken the sails off the dory and will be performing some maintenance, putting on additional tell-tales and cleaning a bit. 

Saturday, July 26, 2014

I always like to discover a port.  Perhaps its the element of adventure, or the sense of embarkation, or the lure of the sea.  Not sure.  The sights and smells of a port have always captured my imagination.  So I'm always on the lookout for a port, its sights and sounds, and those particular things that make a port so interesting.

So just the other day I had the opportunity to pass through Georgetown, South Carolina, on my way to Pawley's Island.  I was doing the reconnaissance by vehicle.  It was raining and there weren't many people at all outside.  I had once thought that Georgetown might be a nice harbor for the future.  1st Mate and I had given thought to perhaps locating there.  We'd only read about it.  Perhaps it looked better on the map than it did in person.

Here and there were improvements, a very catchy or touristy main street was filled with expensive automobiles and older clientele, while just a block away, were some tugs and yachts, tied to the quai or bobbing in the channel in the persistent rain.  Not the sort of place I'd want to hook up the Baggy Wrinkles that's for sure!  Then I looked near the water and saw this--

The sight of this old double-ender drew me in.  It was apparent that it used to have some care as there was much about the old vessel that looked like it had logged many miles at sea.  And so, in the rain, I snapped a few photos of this old wooden vessel.  There wasn't anyone around from whom I could get information, so I just did some picture taking of this old girl, now prominently displayed in the parking lot, yards from the channel and the adventuresome sea where she used to sail.

You have to pluck around to find this sort of thing.  I was looking and looking.  And, as I always carry my camera, I was ready to photograph this old vessel.  Seems it might have been a candidate for the Newport Shipyard where they rebuild this sort of thing.   Anyway, I was just checking out the Georgetown Port, in the rain and found this interesting vessel.  Sort of reminded me of fellow blogger Dan and his Rhapsody ( see the link on my page to his blog ), the project boat he is so passionately refitting.

One has to wonder about the history of yachts like this.  They conjure up so many possibilities.

There is sometimes a lot of work to be done!

Saturday, July 19, 2014

So, finally got some "on the water underway" shots from the Typhoon Nationals, thanks to the photographer on the Race Committee boat. 

Resolution is not large enough for enlarging the pics here but perhaps they provide enough so that you can get an idea of  the way the Baggy Wrinkles looks underway.  Winds were relatively light at about 10 to 15 knots at the maximum during this particular race in fact.

This port-reach above is right off the starting line.  A few others decided to venture this direction as opposed to the others running on a starboard reach.  Whatever!  We're not racers but we had fun in this race despite not being equipped as a racing dory.

I look for artistic views of the Dory rather than action shots.  The following were a bit more artistic:

The genoa shows its "speed wrinkles' on a port-tack.

The Cape Dory Typhoon doesn't often heal that much but if the wind were to pick up she would heal over and run!
We truly enjoyed the Typhoon Nationals at the RRYC and highly recommend other Typhoon owners head that way for the next event.  The atmosphere is not competitive but relaxed and the Club is accommodating and helpful in every way.  Even in the photo below as 729, Baggy Wrinkles, is getting lapped, Skipper is looking on while standing with the tiller, it's all a good spirited event.
Hull 652 gave us some fits during this race but we still came across the finish in great position!

Sailing competitively in a Cape Dory is almost an oxymoron (a figure of speech that juxtaposes elements that appear to be contradictory-Wikipedia in case you're wondering...) for a Typhoon.  Just sailing the Typhoon is a delight not work of any sort.  Plus, it's like sailing an historic relic in that its age, design, and rigging is such that it meets the demands of the boat but does not attempt to breach into modern equipment.  Some do that, but even the lack of a traveler isn't a big deal to us.  The vessel isn't able to point as high as she would with a traveler, but who's in a hurry? 

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

A trailer sailor is savvy to the vagaries of such a life where one splashes and hauls-out their little yacht from time to time. 

I'm not talking of the "mosquito fleet," my affectionate term for those fun little boats like the Flying Scots and the MC Scows that scoot on a vesper and turn on a dime.  What a joy to watch them play and race!  I'm talking of the "keel boat nation" of boats which find themselves restricted to life on and off a trailer.  It's probably more accurately a "condition" than a life, but the boats that sit thus, albeit with cleaner hulls, suffer a sad life from day to day as owners prioritize everything but their little yachts.  And this brings with it weather, debris from the trees, incessant cleaning when you'd like to be sailing....

And then there is the hauling. 

So at the beginning of the Life and Times of Baggy Wrinkles, we retrofitted the BMW 328xi Sport Wagon to haul our Cape Dory.  We did this to the nay-saying of BMW North America.  And perhaps for good reason, because the "official word" was they "did not recommend it."  Well, the wagon did just fine.  The biggest problem is not so much the hauling as the splashing.  And she's trailered, splashed and hauled with the best of them for the past couple of years.  But things change don't they?

This is a haul-out of premier level.  As you can see, the wagon is perilously low to the ground, as it is meant to be in life. 

So just the other day, we entered our last race at the club.  I say, last race, because as we were late to the starting line, we had barely time to cut off our Yamaha as the horn sounded.  We were off with a good 10 kts of wind, running alongside several, yes only 4 other keel boats, who barely perceptibly, gained on us inch by inch in a downwind run.  More on that it a bit.  But back to the splashing...

So 1st Mate calls out to me as I'm rather carelessly backing Baggy Wrinkles into the coffee colored lake water, "that's far enough!"  She informs me the muffler is under water.  I assured her that the water washing the tubes was not interfering with the capability of the BMW to survive this launching.  She looks at me wondering how this could be?  I've done it so many times now, it is second nature.  But don't tell BMW North America!

And yet that was probably the last time we will launch with the wagon.  And not because she's has failed in any respect but because we decided to procure a more robust hauling vehicle.  We need a bit more reach on the launch, power in the long haul, and defense in the parking lot!

It came one morning while bidding the 1st Mate to have a good day at work that I saw another rude ping in the door of her car.  You see a sports car, as is the Z4 which she drives, doesn't have plastic guards and defensive devices pasted on its doors.  Who would want that on a sporty driver?  And there it was, another dent, with some coloration, an obvious attack by another idiot in the parking lot at work.  And I said, "ok that's it, I'm done with the destruction of this car!"  That one dent pushed me over into an effort to find a hauler that could both relieve the wagon of its duties at the launch so that we don't have to worry Munich about water in the muffler pipes, and a transportation vehicle of threat to any other vehicle in a parking lot!  An ingenious rationalization I thought to myself!

So after consultation with one of my friends, affectionately known as the "Hillbilly," I decided to peruse the market and find a hauler of legendary reputation.  Thus the Suburban 4WD.  Known in this country as the Grandaddy of urban armies, the hauler extraordinaire, oftentimes jacked  high in the air replete with swampers, lights, and attenae.... Nothing beats it for strength and comfort.  After all, it is the Hummer platform too...  The Hillbilly sent accolades on the choice of vehicle and we have now relieved the wagon of its duties as prime-mover with a hungry Suburban with those mud attacking tires and an engine that hardly breathes with its 8,000 pound tow package.  That should take care of the Baggy Wrinkles just right!

After all, by the time we got back to the club from the race, we had no interest in any drama at the ramp.  We towed and stowed Baggy Wrinkles into her parking place.  I could tell I was burning up my available chits with the 1st Mate as bungies on the tarp flipped and boinged in the wrong direction.  Sweat was dripping off our faces, the heat and mosquitos were amply engaged.  We could not get away quick enough.  Oh, and we did not complete the race either, because we never crossed the starting line.  Cape Dories are a class of their own, and usually last.  As the committee boat radioed I replied we would not be finishing because we never really began the race!  But back to the suburban-

So the choice was clear, at least to me, that the 1st Mate needed a more defensive vehicle and Baggy Wrinkles needed a road partner.  No ceremony will be necessary.  This will all take place quietly and without additional fanfare.  But if you're reading this and wondering if your vehicle will tow your Cape Dory, perhaps be advised that there are more sophisticated ways of rationalizing a Suburban than simply towing!