tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92053064299592387832024-03-12T20:25:42.696-05:00Lezlie's WorldSailing adventures, boatbuilding, vacations, and videography.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger356125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-80735124612031987512023-10-22T21:24:00.002-05:002023-11-08T08:21:30.882-06:00TIE QUILT<p>I love quilts. They are warm and cozy. I made this one from the T-shirts that I have collected through the years. It was a good way to get them out of the closet and out where I can enjoy them and re-live the memory of the shirt. They are places I worked, places I visited or shirts given to me. I love it.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhoTbwwa2R1iy1cHs5MZmGl4zGqPJl_yqVrySSC6sJXeZ5qSVFkoqRYVgBd4GFUae1a69ZyAy-mPy-Tffruiw1nxNbrFsI9WuyRBrhNOX61ZerWQ1CvC_Zqg46SVnAkx5F-Kz2tcH1ZP0Wdlr28AYeFAy--RcgoNlgoJP46S3dSu0xqMVrmP_UNVoIwu46m" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhoTbwwa2R1iy1cHs5MZmGl4zGqPJl_yqVrySSC6sJXeZ5qSVFkoqRYVgBd4GFUae1a69ZyAy-mPy-Tffruiw1nxNbrFsI9WuyRBrhNOX61ZerWQ1CvC_Zqg46SVnAkx5F-Kz2tcH1ZP0Wdlr28AYeFAy--RcgoNlgoJP46S3dSu0xqMVrmP_UNVoIwu46m=w480-h640" width="480" /></a></div><p>This one is dear to me. When anyone else looks at it, it probably just looks dull and boring. But I see the little dresses I made my daughter, the maternity dresses I made for myself, the lining for the coat I made for a Christmas gift, and scraps from miscellaneous projects. And this kept me warm while crossing the Gulf on S/V Kairos in 2013. There are a lot of memories wrapped up in one quilt.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhd3mbBa1Da0ihpeUhl47lMXXXCxWYKkicUpVrrJBAmRBnNTmBsQZMtmK61_oiOxP2pGCAQgLDmHZt-2z87G-rsJC0_fwVkNqL7oGc5XwEyISBA9y8d9NEufu2xmoYWBI2RAE2IksE_hSAdv0ZHs_b23DzAFYV6Z0KFvzmDZVN8QHJ_vBnra6p9QCLa3aef" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhd3mbBa1Da0ihpeUhl47lMXXXCxWYKkicUpVrrJBAmRBnNTmBsQZMtmK61_oiOxP2pGCAQgLDmHZt-2z87G-rsJC0_fwVkNqL7oGc5XwEyISBA9y8d9NEufu2xmoYWBI2RAE2IksE_hSAdv0ZHs_b23DzAFYV6Z0KFvzmDZVN8QHJ_vBnra6p9QCLa3aef=w480-h640" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>My father had quite a collection of ties. After he passed this summer, I wanted to make a quilt with them, for my mother. I invested many hours piecing and then hand quilting it. Today it was completed and delivered. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdR1b1eCORK9AuOrmBpfVZXxQGo9k0KZZIuJ4d1KbX-0F8cgayA0VoQKkDJ9Xx8VuS1nmHxbolxXDRKnWKPk_bAcy7fcv48UkS143HJ5B0TVNNJOlvDd23WvN-HI1zfW_k52125A8NDUDA97LlfqwOMxgqQHdIpJOz4BKpfkIFFDGkPhllfpm1fs47y9fo" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdR1b1eCORK9AuOrmBpfVZXxQGo9k0KZZIuJ4d1KbX-0F8cgayA0VoQKkDJ9Xx8VuS1nmHxbolxXDRKnWKPk_bAcy7fcv48UkS143HJ5B0TVNNJOlvDd23WvN-HI1zfW_k52125A8NDUDA97LlfqwOMxgqQHdIpJOz4BKpfkIFFDGkPhllfpm1fs47y9fo=w538-h404" width="538" /></a></div><p></p><p>Now my sewing table is cleared and ready to start another project. I need to vacuum all those little pieces of thread that didn't quite make it to the trash can, and oil my machine.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3AHkNW3zFB5xeHavTnDLPSpXw7utX2r4NNkw73FX8UYZEzWZQsX2UxQCxHrAZcIEoysXrwLGXJCJfVDQIEnFbr42TbjBpzVligaHql9P0aw9QFo1kGzEWoMc5E8utbElOOgyUTBDJcMOVyr8hCj22be3ADvjRtFgdxTU5Tc9pKagQ74Wk1NdVFuA3yEDU" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="379" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3AHkNW3zFB5xeHavTnDLPSpXw7utX2r4NNkw73FX8UYZEzWZQsX2UxQCxHrAZcIEoysXrwLGXJCJfVDQIEnFbr42TbjBpzVligaHql9P0aw9QFo1kGzEWoMc5E8utbElOOgyUTBDJcMOVyr8hCj22be3ADvjRtFgdxTU5Tc9pKagQ74Wk1NdVFuA3yEDU=w505-h379" width="505" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-81897982250592647382022-08-28T17:16:00.002-05:002022-08-28T17:16:27.464-05:00My Paddle Buddy<p>Ten years ago, my brother and I took a Brother/Sister trip to Belize. On the trip we kayaked down the Mopan River. It was just our guide and us in inflatable kayaks. My brother hadn't kayaked since then, but I bought another kayak so he could go paddling with me.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB_BkPNH0WGZ07eYDV5cWL5VocsRyUiUGOuyY1_c1LvHq6agXvf4afh2gxX2tU1rKWSyLHSUw63L_6XT9yMjmZeQJU9bWSIQsYjN9ZWvdwdh3vUoAMrdVnPfSxsXlcRZgDq_XPhFsJsfm0_tN7AqmXSJItSfreqmhHT6d8wywXNk7IyFYy4OVWYNGTWA/s640/Kelly%20in%20Red.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB_BkPNH0WGZ07eYDV5cWL5VocsRyUiUGOuyY1_c1LvHq6agXvf4afh2gxX2tU1rKWSyLHSUw63L_6XT9yMjmZeQJU9bWSIQsYjN9ZWvdwdh3vUoAMrdVnPfSxsXlcRZgDq_XPhFsJsfm0_tN7AqmXSJItSfreqmhHT6d8wywXNk7IyFYy4OVWYNGTWA/w400-h300/Kelly%20in%20Red.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><p>A few weeks ago we went to a small lake here in town. It was a very relaxed paddle, very little wind and the water was calm. Yesterday, we went to Lake Alan Henry. We had about a 15 mph South wind and there were quite a few boats on the water. The water was not calm and we did have to paddle quite a bit up wind. I tend to lose track of time when I'm on the water, but in my defense I did tell him to let me know when he was ready to head back. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglG1xdmIcgsRJ7EdKxOL55SGJXQWkbtAFmT-AeyB9n0mhb37PynzusJMSx1kjAY6UXtoquYtXhQnOARwvuuMkvgs6N9ukxjpnCAb1fd3J75uDYapNyJrycobh_NC7kwrmYbQbMNDywQl07QgIlJQFCvM0ZgQ7PfWWtUrKvCFNoQMlZrhzFQoZgbAGVyQ/s1246/Screen%20Shot%202022-08-28%20at%2011.05.28%20AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="1246" height="178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglG1xdmIcgsRJ7EdKxOL55SGJXQWkbtAFmT-AeyB9n0mhb37PynzusJMSx1kjAY6UXtoquYtXhQnOARwvuuMkvgs6N9ukxjpnCAb1fd3J75uDYapNyJrycobh_NC7kwrmYbQbMNDywQl07QgIlJQFCvM0ZgQ7PfWWtUrKvCFNoQMlZrhzFQoZgbAGVyQ/w400-h178/Screen%20Shot%202022-08-28%20at%2011.05.28%20AM.png" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our route on Lake Alan Henry</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p>He said he had fun, but I haven't talked to him today to see how sore his muscles are. Hopefully he will go with me again.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDvzgKJpKb8j99GIwePoSVxn9iWgAPV6VW0Q2Hipg_9NMeBnqFxPjianoSH-GFRnP70r251vVqh2cNHfqfPkqvV7EGfx4JZaTBV5hc_v3iMVunxBSNiZdJyEbmW92htRwqHfScAzh4Zp4-UmWc8j9HTr-Z_wUEKUkacPhzpxbri_0dK8xbZdU3omWWsA/s640/LAH%208.27.22%20Kelly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="389" data-original-width="640" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDvzgKJpKb8j99GIwePoSVxn9iWgAPV6VW0Q2Hipg_9NMeBnqFxPjianoSH-GFRnP70r251vVqh2cNHfqfPkqvV7EGfx4JZaTBV5hc_v3iMVunxBSNiZdJyEbmW92htRwqHfScAzh4Zp4-UmWc8j9HTr-Z_wUEKUkacPhzpxbri_0dK8xbZdU3omWWsA/w400-h244/LAH%208.27.22%20Kelly.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpqazF3KgG79LIHiuoeTprtgj0RcvBSl_dv1QRCeft2niuhsVRFLH0Rliup_vZXRJP87_dCByyAD-gfVFuCoEAwj-Gjs7xxIUQ66k6e7ef9TOJRfZrjvN0FNHc-_uY5QQBNqjcFi7gppAH0GYoK8THDgffdYBmqiYlShtvodpRtOSZEUpy_CjmRxJuYw/s675/LAH%208.27.22%20me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="675" height="223" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpqazF3KgG79LIHiuoeTprtgj0RcvBSl_dv1QRCeft2niuhsVRFLH0Rliup_vZXRJP87_dCByyAD-gfVFuCoEAwj-Gjs7xxIUQ66k6e7ef9TOJRfZrjvN0FNHc-_uY5QQBNqjcFi7gppAH0GYoK8THDgffdYBmqiYlShtvodpRtOSZEUpy_CjmRxJuYw/w400-h223/LAH%208.27.22%20me.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Wx_UvrMUCCqkcl_JCrsGgsh8y2DzluC16030M4yE0WOtT7ZM7LnFdWuJjVFAvnV78kQq9sNgSUm_E8ZinoV0-rYXEGWnk1Xvxv7bNbT8fm81kR3AFw-iYNUDd-1nGngljiPEguUMZPV--V1QRPLjV8co5GFfIn5kgUfN05q_9MVIOe8FZO0rVYoBqA/s918/LAH%208.27.22%20relax.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="618" data-original-width="918" height="269" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Wx_UvrMUCCqkcl_JCrsGgsh8y2DzluC16030M4yE0WOtT7ZM7LnFdWuJjVFAvnV78kQq9sNgSUm_E8ZinoV0-rYXEGWnk1Xvxv7bNbT8fm81kR3AFw-iYNUDd-1nGngljiPEguUMZPV--V1QRPLjV8co5GFfIn5kgUfN05q_9MVIOe8FZO0rVYoBqA/w400-h269/LAH%208.27.22%20relax.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I have to at least put my feet in the water.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-66931018606578441202022-08-09T22:44:00.001-05:002022-08-09T22:44:35.870-05:00VACATION<p> Finally, I took a week off and got out of town. A trip to Key West was just what I needed. Saw friends, former co-workers, and got out on the water. My friend, Bert, was very generous and let me stay at her house. We went out on a sunset sail aboard S/V Argo Navis. The drinks were flowing and we had a very relaxed sail.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUYYEleEtAbZxVwPt59ZInXRDcKzv70ePK_MUKIpeXAWLaGPnFF9zWMujT_1RKSBQTduzX8oXArQXg68rHgsz9trfQst5VfeU-Gwd3eP4ZV2ebHN_ewdeanSo6ZTsX4s2ly8f6voelR7Zf7gmaqkWg0FOBGruUD0g0H9u2vpYqX50eUgd0TAgtuRVdkw/s830/IMG_3986.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="830" data-original-width="622" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUYYEleEtAbZxVwPt59ZInXRDcKzv70ePK_MUKIpeXAWLaGPnFF9zWMujT_1RKSBQTduzX8oXArQXg68rHgsz9trfQst5VfeU-Gwd3eP4ZV2ebHN_ewdeanSo6ZTsX4s2ly8f6voelR7Zf7gmaqkWg0FOBGruUD0g0H9u2vpYqX50eUgd0TAgtuRVdkw/w300-h400/IMG_3986.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7CC-kHgNz6w8bxtIrpOGlByfQgMWsG2Tk771QTJGNdGiYQn2P37wT0x1LNB0I1JMYbYWMRHtM7dM9pULzx42iTByny51smHw6L5gykmmYFBEdmguQCo5DVRdCMU0KOzi2ueoyFLdg_7kBqhctHlL77MHRqrmmzNaHTdItHuEhbduNLi3326U3367L_Q/s640/Lazy%20Dog%20paddle.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7CC-kHgNz6w8bxtIrpOGlByfQgMWsG2Tk771QTJGNdGiYQn2P37wT0x1LNB0I1JMYbYWMRHtM7dM9pULzx42iTByny51smHw6L5gykmmYFBEdmguQCo5DVRdCMU0KOzi2ueoyFLdg_7kBqhctHlL77MHRqrmmzNaHTdItHuEhbduNLi3326U3367L_Q/w300-h400/Lazy%20Dog%20paddle.JPG" width="300" /></a></div>A couple days, I rented a kayak and went out paddling for the afternoon. I saw baby nurse sharks, star fish and tourist. I tried to get away from the tourist as soon as possible. That clear blue water was just what I needed.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9RdnD2-h8GXa9ghVpuK27ZlDFYf9FS8kbxILxlJw4aj9hUNnn8HXFYWltM4ivSKZBR47UI5MQejCzvo-PcBrc59KwelPBK3n8oz8hHcNTemzMvprm-kk1nJV8NjJwSuT5zBMuR00_W5aONUIDAxTqqjpYyG9K6S2r-yHc0ErzJL2s9tvYpJK2z-1JsA/s4032/IMG_3973.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9RdnD2-h8GXa9ghVpuK27ZlDFYf9FS8kbxILxlJw4aj9hUNnn8HXFYWltM4ivSKZBR47UI5MQejCzvo-PcBrc59KwelPBK3n8oz8hHcNTemzMvprm-kk1nJV8NjJwSuT5zBMuR00_W5aONUIDAxTqqjpYyG9K6S2r-yHc0ErzJL2s9tvYpJK2z-1JsA/s320/IMG_3973.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>This is a canal I paddled a hundred times. It brought back fond memories of my time in Key West.<p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP4l5iLuTfpw9NsSH9oanOkvjwt2Ykq3IvkI7ywAk4n31TrYYm69QE7Si-HO8BO60mpyZoCHAw492twuvUncwEClqFb4B_qkRoom-PO83rJs2qxD38IMT7bqI-0sG3WnuwGOzCp-75Xzuxz3kC04sIp7B_ObtVTvNyhmYIkhKyE7eYuYLUzOz73JR1Rw/s640/Old%20road.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP4l5iLuTfpw9NsSH9oanOkvjwt2Ykq3IvkI7ywAk4n31TrYYm69QE7Si-HO8BO60mpyZoCHAw492twuvUncwEClqFb4B_qkRoom-PO83rJs2qxD38IMT7bqI-0sG3WnuwGOzCp-75Xzuxz3kC04sIp7B_ObtVTvNyhmYIkhKyE7eYuYLUzOz73JR1Rw/w300-h400/Old%20road.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p>The old State Road 4A was abandoned in 1938 when the Overseas Highway was opened, connecting Key West to the mainland. There is a 3 mile stretch that I used to ride my bike. Through the years, storms and time has washed away most of the road. All that remains is a trail, though there are still areas where the asphalt remains.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>Bert hosted a dinner and drinks at her house for Sheri and I. We three had a great time, lot of laughs. Bert is a good bartender!</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA0okKjoK46EW_URv32-2pxhXsOZLst3X1I_rYxKnp5-EAZbCSz2Cke_pDz3hytKLQwY3cvVM7-N9u1Kmb77jatlp_3j4KTsQllpC_HC3_xRTCoLbSbRgbvyRzVsHR6xbBJrRpQ7IKjQXt8W29yJFBbrb0SpekE61hu9RIfHEXQxwokA9lUhqaOdUZkw/s2576/IMG_4001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1932" data-original-width="2576" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA0okKjoK46EW_URv32-2pxhXsOZLst3X1I_rYxKnp5-EAZbCSz2Cke_pDz3hytKLQwY3cvVM7-N9u1Kmb77jatlp_3j4KTsQllpC_HC3_xRTCoLbSbRgbvyRzVsHR6xbBJrRpQ7IKjQXt8W29yJFBbrb0SpekE61hu9RIfHEXQxwokA9lUhqaOdUZkw/w400-h300/IMG_4001.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bert, Lezlie & Sheri</td></tr></tbody></table><p>As the saying goes, "Nothing lasts forever", and my vacation week came to an end. It was a fun week, but now I'm back in the real world. </p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-56039964895848392382022-06-26T20:14:00.000-05:002022-06-26T20:14:53.852-05:00KAYAK<p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: large;"> I'd been without a kayak for far too long, and was having withdrawals. My main concern with purchasing a kayak, was how to transport it to and from the water. When I had my Explorer, I just threw the kayak in the back and tied the hatch down. Now I drive a RAV4. The only way to transport a kayak on this vehicle is on the roof. I stand 5 feet tall and I'm not very strong. There is no way I can pick up a kayak and hoist it onto the roof.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQy5B8UhWz71W7Idie1ePpL2lYhXtz7L_a67bsvzrfvOiOIV_Kz8eFGvmdoMiVg5t7LqIJUyMSXiIAzjFiizuSLhEoW-avt_ai877HUtb96adL8lQ5D2v9CE9I22PlEW6Bv37SBWzeS6KA8QEy2PxL0_-baPaoqdfTj27tqwpaR5ONLrSqUwV7TmU6WA/s4032/Rails.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQy5B8UhWz71W7Idie1ePpL2lYhXtz7L_a67bsvzrfvOiOIV_Kz8eFGvmdoMiVg5t7LqIJUyMSXiIAzjFiizuSLhEoW-avt_ai877HUtb96adL8lQ5D2v9CE9I22PlEW6Bv37SBWzeS6KA8QEy2PxL0_-baPaoqdfTj27tqwpaR5ONLrSqUwV7TmU6WA/w150-h200/Rails.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">After doing a little research, I found a way to do it...so I bought a sit inside kayak. It took a little practice, but I can get it done pretty easy now. </span><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">I use the foam pads that attach to cross bars.</span><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTO-IV72_Qknlo_bVkEpkhAi5dXy84ATMdCWaU1NnsGUoDY4b1ILgwW7DXE2MObwI9348OQ6eSHjOom4CIXo7gaS1IonFxwGQE7Wchco4bQ3nKVJQsiNxcxvXDU8SLRVasW9jX5weeI9N9d0Dc7IkX2pQhHXBkLW5DKSitunWS_8f7QfKV4noyPKaZKw/s4032/Load%201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTO-IV72_Qknlo_bVkEpkhAi5dXy84ATMdCWaU1NnsGUoDY4b1ILgwW7DXE2MObwI9348OQ6eSHjOom4CIXo7gaS1IonFxwGQE7Wchco4bQ3nKVJQsiNxcxvXDU8SLRVasW9jX5weeI9N9d0Dc7IkX2pQhHXBkLW5DKSitunWS_8f7QfKV4noyPKaZKw/w300-h400/Load%201.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">I then take the kayak cart and tie it to the back. It has to be tied tight so it doesn't move around.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">An old rug is put under the nose of the kayak, so it doesn't get scuffed on a rough surface. A tether connects the back end of the kayak to the bumper, to keep the kayak from sliding when the free end is lifted to the vehicle. I made a rope the perfect length with a carabiner on each end, to make the process quick.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKXTfuMxZQk_w7BxL5W61I5EgcfQri-gQc79fIHXHR5vKAjB2AqlSsRw6JsqelZAeXSnu-BIZ9VPKETmg5s_IxZjk093SZICI9dB0jOyQL3V7QcUwzVCIT57R6EcBaXmJEJt4h_jHXk3fSLopHGsRuRTy1vskyW9wKo6yQIBbRGsEp_DC7TN5qhC8DxQ/s4032/Load%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKXTfuMxZQk_w7BxL5W61I5EgcfQri-gQc79fIHXHR5vKAjB2AqlSsRw6JsqelZAeXSnu-BIZ9VPKETmg5s_IxZjk093SZICI9dB0jOyQL3V7QcUwzVCIT57R6EcBaXmJEJt4h_jHXk3fSLopHGsRuRTy1vskyW9wKo6yQIBbRGsEp_DC7TN5qhC8DxQ/w300-h400/Load%202.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">The free end is lifted up and laid on the cart. The wheels on the cart are going to guide the kayak in place as I pick up the tethered end and push the kayak up and it lays on the pads.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">I secure the kayak with cam tie-down straps.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;">Remove the tether and kayak cart, and I'm ready to go. On my paddle today, I saw a beaver. Yes, you read that right. I saw a beaver in the waters of Lubbock, Texas. It was so quick, I could not get a picture. To some, that just means IT DIDN'T HAPPEN. I need to get my GoPro mounted before my next adventure!</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisA7xqE_meGYpRDd3TTN3gg4jMKs3ljvGN4rQvCOK2pSci951jSKvipOroZ1M0Q71Tiq65jYjaMwl29MzD6de3t4AGNZrzpeVk2FiAAl6MjuX0flXg16n1vePZrUKmHhUID-pqx5cT7-c6IJ_ZuekqGBIqDVPQ_J09iqIN5wjgGgjtW-5k0B7Bncz9BQ/s4032/Loaded.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisA7xqE_meGYpRDd3TTN3gg4jMKs3ljvGN4rQvCOK2pSci951jSKvipOroZ1M0Q71Tiq65jYjaMwl29MzD6de3t4AGNZrzpeVk2FiAAl6MjuX0flXg16n1vePZrUKmHhUID-pqx5cT7-c6IJ_ZuekqGBIqDVPQ_J09iqIN5wjgGgjtW-5k0B7Bncz9BQ/w300-h400/Loaded.jpg" width="300" /></a></span></div><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><br /><p><br /></p></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-81704748172209776832022-02-16T20:29:00.000-06:002022-02-16T20:29:38.352-06:00SCARS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdoxD36FCDEoV58OxPvf1LKc5eEvTRTjg8RJ2rTCGw0kZktPwojTzg-qbkROzOdiMBiSaktae1IpUE3x6Lud0Wc-r6a4Gn5e09R58QXxxnGgqVTPKlYR2kT5sUJ_F5sWdPjgLGYvVp-W_3O2eFDNMrqxBUYEV2OiZXrt5uwgL-lRphHAa46VbVv_4_SQ=s2016" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2016" data-original-width="1512" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdoxD36FCDEoV58OxPvf1LKc5eEvTRTjg8RJ2rTCGw0kZktPwojTzg-qbkROzOdiMBiSaktae1IpUE3x6Lud0Wc-r6a4Gn5e09R58QXxxnGgqVTPKlYR2kT5sUJ_F5sWdPjgLGYvVp-W_3O2eFDNMrqxBUYEV2OiZXrt5uwgL-lRphHAa46VbVv_4_SQ=w300-h400" width="300" /></a></div><p>Whether it's physical or emotional scars, they take us back to that time...that moment that created that scar. I can remember vividly that moment I got dumped. Or the moment my husband told me he was going to spend the night with another woman. Or when he told me my dependence on him was unattractive. </p><p>Or the time I was thrown from my horse and broke my arm. When I stepped over aluminum framing as my father raised it and it cut my foot. When this stupid kid ran into me on his bike. There are too many to list.</p><p>Scars can be a small thing, or can be caused from a cut so deep that it brings up hatred every time you think of it. We can learn from them and overcome, or they can eat at your soul. It's up to you. I have both outcomes. I'm not perfect. My scars have kept me single for many years, and I don't see that ever changing.</p><p>Just focus on the positive and try and keep those scars covered and bandaged with love of family.</p><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-89085729615589289292021-11-01T10:15:00.000-05:002021-11-01T10:15:00.457-05:00ACORN SPREAD<p> It definitely feels like fall, with the acorns falling from my big oak tree. I read where a mature oak tree can produce up to 10,000 acorns in a season. One day I was looking at them covering my back yard, and thinking there is surely a use for them, other than fall decorations. I went to Google and found recipes for this plentiful nut. I didn't want to go to the trouble of making them into flour, but I did find I could make a spread. I was intrigued, I must try it.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDRbhOIsBWE/YX__Z5i0y6I/AAAAAAAAFQ0/NLDrM8GTzJ8f_Q32c_uZEeh0SCPtJp2_gCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/ACORNS.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GDRbhOIsBWE/YX__Z5i0y6I/AAAAAAAAFQ0/NLDrM8GTzJ8f_Q32c_uZEeh0SCPtJp2_gCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h300/ACORNS.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p>The process is length, but I gathered some acorns and went to work. They must be boiled, changing the water three or four times, to remove the tannin. Once this was done, I simmered in apple juice for 20 minutes. Acorns have very little oil, so I added vegetable oil and sugar. I tasted it... it needs something. A dollop of peanut butter and a squirt of chocolate syrup, then processed until it resembled something that was spreadable.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ADd_tFW33g0/YYADopyoW1I/AAAAAAAAFRE/BKiUkk8F7ZUiRq2PTEifURXxMSjO6MqMgCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/sliced.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ADd_tFW33g0/YYADopyoW1I/AAAAAAAAFRE/BKiUkk8F7ZUiRq2PTEifURXxMSjO6MqMgCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h300/sliced.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>My brother, sister-in-law and mother were my taste testers. They didn't make a face when they tasted it. That's a good sign. It has a slight hazelnut taste. It's one of those foods that you have to acquire a taste for. My brother said he wanted a small container of it, and I have about a cup of the spread. I will have this on my toast for breakfast, but I doubt I will make more. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HzeYYOBJGPk/YX__kSNZq0I/AAAAAAAAFQ4/H1fxa5Syi8chVGfDf4b2IsfY6zvuxMjcQCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/spread.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HzeYYOBJGPk/YX__kSNZq0I/AAAAAAAAFQ4/H1fxa5Syi8chVGfDf4b2IsfY6zvuxMjcQCLcBGAsYHQ/w300-h400/spread.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Does anyone have a recipe they like for acorns? Let me know.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-45008485405921617202021-10-19T23:06:00.002-05:002021-10-19T23:06:26.668-05:00MY SEWING ROOM<p>I have always wanted a room designated for sewing. My dream has come true. My table is finished, and I've already put it to use. My brother wanted a cover for his patio chairs. I had enough WeatherMax to make his cover. It is two-toned, but it gets the job done. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sly2CNvLpjQ/YW-TPKl0gtI/AAAAAAAAFQY/zSIcr9iBkr4On_8D2zJy9i2mZpAWhmMawCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_3203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sly2CNvLpjQ/YW-TPKl0gtI/AAAAAAAAFQY/zSIcr9iBkr4On_8D2zJy9i2mZpAWhmMawCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h300/IMG_3203.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p>The top is 8'x8', with a hole for my sewing machine and a cut out for me to sit behind the machine. The sewing cabinet with my smaller machine fits in a cut out at the far corner. The shelf underneath is 4'x8' and easily stores bolts of goods.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T88_wYSJdvE/YW-UzBbPdrI/AAAAAAAAFQg/MMt2KmPs0AMJRp09PswT5CBbk4l-VwCJwCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_3208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T88_wYSJdvE/YW-UzBbPdrI/AAAAAAAAFQg/MMt2KmPs0AMJRp09PswT5CBbk4l-VwCJwCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h300/IMG_3208.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">I love my table!</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-19702648905681675902021-06-22T09:39:00.004-05:002021-06-22T21:59:31.479-05:00Capt. Eric Kellen<p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4rMda328UUM/YNHuWlg8C6I/AAAAAAAAFLE/lGqg8UWPyb03P1fMrLA0UmK83YUv6FiVACLcBGAsYHQ/s1920/IMG_2731.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1080" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4rMda328UUM/YNHuWlg8C6I/AAAAAAAAFLE/lGqg8UWPyb03P1fMrLA0UmK83YUv6FiVACLcBGAsYHQ/w113-h200/IMG_2731.jpg" width="113" /></a></div><br />In December 2007, I first stepped onto Capt. Eric Kellen's sailboat, s/v Escapades, and fell in love with sailing. I started sailing on his Irwin 41 ketch, with instruction from Eric. He was a very patient instructor. Dale and I crewed for him for about three years. There were many overnight trips and several three and four day weekend trips. They were so much fun. Those are some of my favorite memories.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1s90QbXtDAU/YNHuuPWwtAI/AAAAAAAAFLM/T_xCYIcxIbUuBy-XpwERl-kOVMAalFFMgCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_2812.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1s90QbXtDAU/YNHuuPWwtAI/AAAAAAAAFLM/T_xCYIcxIbUuBy-XpwERl-kOVMAalFFMgCLcBGAsYHQ/w150-h200/IMG_2812.jpg" width="150" /></a></div>Eric & I have kept in touch over the years, and I invited him to come sail on my boat, s/v Gdnuff. We went out to a small lake on the north side of Lubbock, and launched her. There wasn't a lot of wind and sometimes shaded by trees. But with a strong gust, she was up on plane a time or two. She's in a different class than Eric's Irwin, but he had a great time. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBC5x4s_mbA/YNHvTDhgVNI/AAAAAAAAFLU/1nlERhviTYsPrtoLmK1RtNE4te4aLbdzgCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_2819.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBC5x4s_mbA/YNHvTDhgVNI/AAAAAAAAFLU/1nlERhviTYsPrtoLmK1RtNE4te4aLbdzgCLcBGAsYHQ/w150-h200/IMG_2819.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><p></p><p>Capt. Eric always had good sailing stories. One day, he was telling us of a writer that overheard he and his friends talking about sailing, and she came over and joined in, asking questions, as she was doing research for her book. They were going out again the next day, so they invited her along. To pay Eric for his generosity, she said she would name one of the characters after him... and so she did. Of course I bought a copy, and have read it. While he was here, I asked him to sign my copy. <br /></p><p>Thank you Eric for many, many wonderful memories.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-65248217530270581822021-05-30T17:06:00.010-05:002021-05-30T17:19:32.483-05:00Gdnuff Got Wet<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju6u3aGBcTg/YLQOf1vkevI/AAAAAAAAFKY/XQIeYctVdPk8Neh5cUP_W3D3kHOeGWZcACLcBGAsYHQ/s1280/IMG_2716.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="960" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju6u3aGBcTg/YLQOf1vkevI/AAAAAAAAFKY/XQIeYctVdPk8Neh5cUP_W3D3kHOeGWZcACLcBGAsYHQ/w300-h400/IMG_2716.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet; font-size: medium;"> FINALLY! I splashed Gdnuff. She was built on the back porch of my mother's house, which sits next to a park with water. They call it a "lake", but really it's a big pond. Anyway, I splashed the boat there so my mother could see her sailing. The wind was about 13 mph this morning, but shadowed by the houses and trees nearby. Once I got out in the open, the wind was better. She was scooting right along, I was pleased with her. I do feel like I will be in the drink, if I don't pay close attention. My next outing will be a capsize test. </span><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='341' height='284' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyME4jfsfw-GdneSsi1ISQSkltiJaNlgp37hoKHiUqPuMzcEPZ-fpDSYZGKYdWw7oRpwChwj94T2XraXyXytg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-68925786894425180382021-03-01T16:57:00.061-06:002021-03-02T21:25:21.885-06:00PROGRESS<p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">When I received the plans for the boat, I didn't pay much attention to the sail. And when it was time to build the sail, I just sent the sail page to Sailrite and they made a kit for me. This sail has a sleeve for the mast, and a zipper in the sleeve. I didn't pay must attention to that... until I had already sewn the sail. 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And of course, the sail needs a proper bag!</span></p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">I moved Gdnuff out from under the patio so I could step the mast. The mast is 16', and looks really tall, but it is light and I had no trouble holding it upright and sliding into the mast partner and down to the step. The boom has all the hardware attached now, and I attached it to the mast. 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I wanted to use dacron for the sail. I sent Sailrite the sail plan and they made a kit for me. It's going together pretty easy.</p><p>This is the second sail kit I have ordered from them. The paradox I built flew a sail I made from a Sailrite kit. I recommend them.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bcyj-5bxOM0/X5dAozDyVrI/AAAAAAAAFEU/rEX2LiWL_NIe5yDSr9jAjFliSElC3VBigCLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_1920.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bcyj-5bxOM0/X5dAozDyVrI/AAAAAAAAFEU/rEX2LiWL_NIe5yDSr9jAjFliSElC3VBigCLcBGAsYHQ/w400-h300/IMG_1920.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>The panels are well marked, and the instructions are easy to follow.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHGyAKBrI-4/X5dCQhRMd5I/AAAAAAAAFEg/h8sDlold2jcL3Diz-CX4E3NkcmBTHjDiACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/IMG_1921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHGyAKBrI-4/X5dCQhRMd5I/AAAAAAAAFEg/h8sDlold2jcL3Diz-CX4E3NkcmBTHjDiACLcBGAsYHQ/w480-h640/IMG_1921.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-30350616116762365762020-08-28T21:07:00.001-05:002020-08-28T21:07:37.417-05:00Gdnuff's Mast<div><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPz6uWqHDbY/XyoVDqEUNfI/AAAAAAAAFCM/EQOuQdQw77AZeOFUL7MeEBcwfew7SJrpACLcBGAsYHQ/s2048/mast%2Bkit.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="328" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPz6uWqHDbY/XyoVDqEUNfI/AAAAAAAAFCM/EQOuQdQw77AZeOFUL7MeEBcwfew7SJrpACLcBGAsYHQ/w246-h328/mast%2Bkit.jpg" width="246" /></a><font face="helvetica">The plans for the Spindrift call for an aluminum mast. I have always liked the wooden mast and have made them for the other boats I have built. However, I decided to use an aluminum mast this time. On the B&B Yacht website, one can purchase a mast kit. This kit includes the three piece mast and starboard plugs for both ends. I took the easy way out and purchased the kit along with the mast step. Yes, instead of making the mast step... 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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-12406722084731904502020-07-06T19:48:00.003-05:002020-07-06T19:48:49.347-05:003DMy Spindrift went 3D this weekend. It feels good! I do have to say, the plans are not as easy as my previous builds. I am confident this is not for a newbie in the boat building world. My son was my extra pair of hands. He was a big help with the unfolding and getting that forward bulkhead in place. I think I may have cut that bulkhead wrong, but I made it work.<br />
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And there she is. I do like her shape. All my other boats have had flat bottoms, so I'm sure this will sail a little different than I'm used to. But, I just had to share my progress! Yay!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-7977989622302573342020-06-30T21:17:00.000-05:002020-06-30T21:17:31.209-05:00LET THE BUILDING BEGIN<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TmC1Da4fGuI/XvvxRaTHzuI/AAAAAAAAFAE/PnQIXaYlQGAN_Yu7mA9jV2ZCjBX17tPpQCK4BGAsYHg/s4032/IMG_1546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TmC1Da4fGuI/XvvxRaTHzuI/AAAAAAAAFAE/PnQIXaYlQGAN_Yu7mA9jV2ZCjBX17tPpQCK4BGAsYHg/s320/IMG_1546.jpg" /></a></div><font face="trebuchet" size="4"><br /></font></div><font size="5"><font face="trebuchet">Since I sold my Mayfly, I am now ready to start another boat. I did a lot of looking around, and decided the Spindrift was the perfect boat for my needs. The plans arrived and I have started making sawdust again. </font><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">There are a lot of firsts for me with this boat. Spindrift is a stitch and glue, has a centerboard instead of a swing leeboard, and the sail is not a balanced lug.</span></font><div><font face="trebuchet" size="4"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jh_rjCspI2w/XvvvgpRjgTI/AAAAAAAAE_o/yHs5m_No6ZE-jiwVvuOyMEoxInT8E2UiQCK4BGAsYHg/s4032/IMG_1618.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Cradle" border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jh_rjCspI2w/XvvvgpRjgTI/AAAAAAAAE_o/yHs5m_No6ZE-jiwVvuOyMEoxInT8E2UiQCK4BGAsYHg/w320-h240/IMG_1618.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></font></div><div><font face="trebuchet" size="4"><br /></font></div><div><font face="trebuchet" size="5">All of the pieces have been cut out and, the bottom and side pieces have a couple coats of epoxy. If my plan works out right, she will be 3D this weekend. There will be another post with pictures when that happens.</font></div><div><font face="trebuchet" size="4"><br /></font></div><div><font face="trebuchet" size="4"><br /></font></div><div><div><font face="trebuchet" size="4"><br /></font></div><div><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-24300145160818086882020-03-08T14:54:00.001-05:002020-03-08T14:54:53.624-05:00HAPPY DAY<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">As the saying goes, the two happiest days of a boater's life are the day they buy a boat and the day they sell it. Today was one of those days. Idris is on her way to Arizona. She will be happy with Scot, and hopefully join the Texas 200 group one summer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">When the weather warms up, I will figure a plan to get out on the water. I'm thinking maybe start with a kayak, then think about building a small sailboat... Spindrift!</span><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-33096462952443008422020-01-25T14:14:00.000-06:002020-01-27T15:17:06.710-06:00FOR SALE: MAYFLY 16<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Since moving from "saltwater at the end of my block" to a dry and dusty West Texas, I have decided to sell my Mayfly 16. The water in our area, is not great for sailing and I know I will not drive the hours it would take to get to better water. She's a great boat, splashed in 2016, per Michalak's plan. I made white vinyl cushions for a comfortable ride. She has a Sunbrella cover to keep rain and dirt out when stored, 2016 2.5 hp Tohatsu outboard, tan 100 sq ft 6 oz polytarp balance lug sail (building it now), 10 lb anchor, dock lines, fenders and a trailer. The trailer has new leaf springs, bearings replace 2000 miles ago and repacked a couple weeks ago.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Lezlie without a boat? Of course not silly, I plan to build a Spindrift 10. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">There was a heavy fog Sunday morning. I thought it best to wait until it lifted to pull out on the road. About 8:30 I said my goodbyes and continued my trip to Lubbock, Texas. The miles and hours past without incident. Just when I thought it would be smooth sailing the last four hours, I saw smoke bellowing from my right trailer tire. I pulled to the side of the road and got out to see what kind of damage I had. The fender was only about 1/2 inch from the top of the tire. A little of the tread was worn, but I couldn't immediately tell why. I creeped down the shoulder with my flashers on trying to reach the exit to the truck stop. When I was able to look closer, I could see the spring was not springing, and it appeared that the axel was not centered because the fender/tire location was not the same for both tires. It's 4:00 pm on a Sunday. What do I do? I call my brother. It was too late to do anything that day, so I spent the night in Cisco, TX.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">My brother borrowed a trailer and headed to Cisco. He and a friend of his, got there about 3:00 Monday afternoon. The trailer he brought, was not quite wide enough to hold the boat and trailer. Plan B... do some Southern engineering to get it road worthy.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">First we tried wood blocks to raise the frame, but my C clamps were not quite big enough. In the dumpster was a metal fence post. It was the perfect size to hold that shackle in the right position. We didn't have wire, but I had zip ties. Zip ties it is! That took care of the wheel on the right side, but the fender on the other side was too close to the tire and would rub if we hit a bump in the road. My brother pulled out a jack stand and used the saddle to elevate the left frame, providing more room between the fender and tire.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">We filled our gas tanks and headed to Lubbock. When I was 38 miles from Lubbock, I looked at my gas gauge and it registered 1/4 full. I thought that would be plenty to get me there. Well, it did. However, the next morning when I was moving the boat into the drive, the Ford died and would not start. Turns out, my gas gauge isn't working right. I best not let it get below 1/4 tank full. But, I am here with all my stuff, and I am not going on any road trips for a long time!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-1412555252671412542019-12-10T10:38:00.000-06:002019-12-10T10:38:14.693-06:00LEZLIE'S BIG ADVENTURE: ARKANSAS VISIT<a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7NNZ22Y0kuA/Xev_77JcH8I/AAAAAAAAE4k/1NrjaOeuAY0oxNRlPOnTwrZY0Yj70f1RQCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="200" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7NNZ22Y0kuA/Xev_77JcH8I/AAAAAAAAE4k/1NrjaOeuAY0oxNRlPOnTwrZY0Yj70f1RQCLcBGAsYHQ/s200/sign.jpg" width="150" /></a><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">It has been many years since I've been back to where I grew up. My family moved to Patmos, Arkansas when I was in the second grade. It was a great place to grow up, in the country. The population was 73 and the school was first through sixth grade with an average of about 56 students. The school and gym burned down many years ago. Now, there is a small community park on the land. I stopped there and walked around the property and remembered the years I spent there. </span><br />
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My Explorer has been running okay, my concern was for the boat trailer. The wheel bearings on one side were replace back in February, but the other side needed to be replaced for sure. I have used Hitch King<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span>for the original rebuild and then the new bearing. So I took off the hub and drove to the last location of the business. All I found was an empty lot and a FOR RENT sign on the fence. Not going to lie… I had a moment of panic. Pulling out my phone, I quickly looked up the business and found PERMANENTLY CLOSED in red by the listing. I am really in a panic now! Hopeful someone would answer, I clicked on the phone number next to CLOSED… and someone answered and all was right in my world again. I drove to the new location and the guy replaced the bearings, and gave me an extra cap. I asked how much I owed him and he replied, “Five dollars”. I thought I misunderstood, and asked again. He said, “Did you think it would be more?” I didn’t want him to know the previous owner of the business charged $50 for the same thing. I handed him the five dollars and quickly left before he decided he hadn’t charged enough. The hub and wheel was replaced, the spare was aired up, and the trailer was ready to roll.</div>
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The next week of so was constant pack, throw away, take to Salvation Army or put on the curb. On December 1, I pulled out and drove out of Key West. The traffic was not heavy until I reached Orlando. Our average speed was about 20mph for it seemed like an eternity. When I reached a rest stop just outside of Lake City, Florida, I pulled in. It was getting later, and I couldn’t creep along anymore. My Explorer and trailer were handling the all day drive just fine…. I thought. <span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">But wait...there's more. Stay turned for the next episode of Lezlie's Big Adventure!</span></div>
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I am leaving The Keys! I know... why would I leave this!<br />
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I've given notice at work and the landlord too. I'm on the move again. Texas is calling my name. The next four weeks will be busy. But, I will be home for Christmas! Mother is excited!<br />
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I love my job and I love Key West, but life has it's twists and turns and you must learn to be adaptable. Once again, the purge has begun. If I haven't used it in the last 6 -12 months, I don't need it. It will be cheaper to replace it than haul it 1400 miles to West Texas. Most things I own have a memory attached to it. Some will be gladly kicked to the curb, others are being carefully packed away, and yet others sold. I have already made enough to buy the gas for the move... I think.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-46539672371770264682019-10-27T08:37:00.004-05:002019-10-27T08:46:20.358-05:00JACK OF ALL TRADES...<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">I'm learning another trade, I will not be a master of.... cutting glass. All the YouTube videos make it look simple. Well, it is easy to get the glass to break, but getting it to break exactly like you want, not simple.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Luckily, I live in a community that likes alcohol. Bottles are not in short supply. When I see products in glass containers, I look at the glass more than the what's in it, and think to myself, "what could I make out of that bottle". There are many shapes, sizes and colors. You can etch or paint a design to make it unique.</span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9205306429959238783.post-37339206026622634472019-08-31T08:58:00.001-05:002019-08-31T09:00:48.045-05:00NAMING HURRICANES<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Do you know how hurricanes are named? Six lists of hurricane names have been created for the major ocean basins around the world, and they rotate one each year. Up until 1978, this was a list that contained only female names. Since then, they alternate male and female. Names of hurricanes that are particularly damaging are retired, and replaced. <b>Harvey</b> was replaced with Harold, <b>Irma</b> with Idalia and <b>Maria</b> with Margot.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">If you would like to see the list of names, click <a href="https://www.nhc.noaa.gov/aboutnames.shtml" target="_blank">here</a>.</span><br />
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