On dry land, and bottomless.

Well we arrived safely in Oriental so we’re not completely useless on the water. Good to know.

We travelled down from an anchorage off the Pamlico Sound on Monday morning and pulled up in the slip at lunchtime. Our second night setting anchor wasn’t as smooth as the first, and we ended up following Ghost Dance into a new anchorage after dark, following a conversation over the VHF about the weather. Rob, Joanne and Graham on Ghost Dance are good banter, dope smoking Canadians, and we’ve really enjoyed hanging out with them and learning from them. 

Arriving at Sailcraft was challenging, the channel into Whitacker Creek, just north of Oriental, was really narrow, with depths of less than 7 feet. Our boat ‘draws’ 5’6″, so Kel was glued to the depth sounder as she steered us in. We’d been hailing the yard on the VHF from 5 miles out, but couldn’t get a response, so we just tootled in very slowly hoping that someone would be there to meet us. And to our amazment and delight there were about 10 willing volunteers, a couple of local boat owners, Alan the yard owner, Mark our rigger, and Bert one of the yard’s long term staff and a life long Oriental native. The sense of peace we got from arriving in a yard and being instantly greeted by those friendly and helpful faces was deep and has lasted.

The yard wasted no time in getting us out of the water, first unstepping the mast, and then lifting us on the travel lift. We thought that watching the boat be hauled was nerve-racking, but yesterday we got the real treat – dropping the keel. Our keel weights 5,000 lbs, and is held on by 20 bolts. If you lose your keel whilst on the water, which does happen, the boat immediately inverts and won’t right itself – ‘come in International Rescue’ time. Having a doubt in the back of our mind about the integrity of our keel is not an option, it’s a costly process, but this was one of the essential tasks before we head offshore.

The list of tasks to be completed before we can safely leave the US coast and head out to shore is long enough, and we’ve been working hard getting through those as quickly as we can. Boat yards are expensive places to reside, and already we’ve uncovered a couple of blips that will cut into the cruising budget a little, like the need to replace our drive shaft, and change our transmission coupling.

The first blip was on the way down when I discovered our holding tank, that’s essentially our septic tank on the boat, wasn’t working. I’ll allow the motion picture to do the talking, it’s fair to say that I’d rather have been doing other things…

So back to work, this morning order lots of marine related toys – all necessary unfortunately, I’d love to be ordering fun stuff, but on our budget it’s the essentials only, and maybe a Christmas present or two given that we’re in Oriental for Christmas on our own this year.

  1. Brent van der Linde

    I feel dirty just watching you guys, you are full of shit!


  2. Ford

    It is good to see you getting your hands dirty!


  3. Hardy

    Kel and Stu, Hello you beauties from the three of us. Sorry to have been slacking all this while. Pleasurably cramming to catch up just now with all your excellent and graceful words and pictures and having a laugh- by all means keep forgetting The Independent. The night before the night before Christmas and so we’re missing you and thinking of you. If it’s any comfort to you, remember that wherever you are, Paris is probably colder, even if it is Paris. I’m sure if they could be polled Frenchmen eveywhere would jump to take your places, even with a dodgy loo. And so would we if we thought we could smell the Caribbean. Have a good one together and keep everything up that you’re doing, from the keelwork to the peacemaking- it’s inspiration to the lot of us. Mahlon’s trampling about and we’re working on his sealegs.My folks send greetings and the news that the KeliStublog may finally be the thing that breaks the ice and gets my old man onto the computer as a regular- sure as hell it won’t be The Independent that does the trick- and he’s quite happy with himself that he’s got this whole “blog” thing fairly clear in his mind now what it is and can be although he’ll be shy about it. So Merry Christmas to you. On the day we’ll haul out the Ardbeg for your honor, or at least a noble bourbon. And when we get to San Francisco we’ll cast our eyes to sea after you- H,A,M


  4. Willow

    Friends, Happy Christmas to you!!! I miss you!! Hope all is well on your bottomless boat and you’re getting all sorted.
    Love Willow


  5. Uncle John

    Keli and Stuart, just wishing you a really happy New Year and hope you are doing something fun with lots of laughs tonight.

    All the best


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