apprehensive at first but inevitably getting talked into it. buddies mine convinced me so i took the chance & jumped aboard for the weekend special… a good opportunity to check on our neighboring island
keep your hands on the wheel there Admiral Gaspar? your turn to drive? or smoke it if you’ve got yacht? we grouped up as the winter waves washed the northern shores and made headway into the open ocean… off coast after the evening sun
gaining deep & prepping we were able line our sights, set tack and hunker in anxiously to await the trip ahead
unfortunately what bode best for some did not rest well with others… losing some of our mates to attrition the crew was reduced to the capable. changing our course of action we set out cautiously into the unknown and into the night
forced to turn on backs to what was, we set sights to the immediate futures and on to the new order
on watch through the night the lucky two surfaced alert yet unscathed. with no time to daddle we were set into action and moved forward to the shipwrights tasks at hand
fetch me another beer swab! the cast and crew take a well needed quick nap after the rough 26 hour all night passage and heavy like north western windy seas
man overboard & doing as much underwater pre prep as possible before the hurried crunch of our scheduled three day haul out
brushing the teeth or oiling the teak? we made quick work of the minor details and set into motion our plans to get on a good bottom coat while the window was open and wide
whoops you missed a spot? scraping, sanding, wiping, taping, cutting, brushing, rolling… the the light blue four to one went on well and without a hitch
after some major breakthroughs, finally gaining way and catching a glimpse of the light at the end of the fumey tunnel the captain gave order and a well deserved break was served… lunch!
cans empty and with belly’s full, the crew reorganized and decided to indulge on the sights, the sounds & the sunsets of the shore side
with the sun setting the rag tag crew wandered the sublime downtown streets
unbeknownst to us we discovered yet another little known fact of the ancient islands…
shutting the town down, escaping city life and scurrying back to the docks unharmed we eased the fence line to settle in for the next mornings doings
saying thanks and proving once again that oil & water don’t mix we’ll look forward to you keeping it tuned here at www.luckystarsail.com where we’ll keep you abreast to all the comings and goings of an ocean at life!