Here we are, careening headlong into the cold months. The weather toying with us, as it is reluctant to surrender the frost to the sun each morning. Each day it takes longer for the early morning condensation to burn off, thus shortening each day by a couple hours. Coupling the coolness of the climate with the recalcitrance of epoxy to function below 50°, we start later each day. Ben and I slog on. Budge was ill the first two days of the week and my malady, mostly spent, still lingered enough to slow my resolve. It is a holiday week and the Boater tribe descended upon relatives to mark the occasion. I, being a traditionalist at heart, decided that we (Ben and I) had to eat turkey no matter what. Ben, being a practicalist at heart, Thought that the two of us cannot eat a whole turkey, so....................................................................................
Yes, a half turkey would be more than enough. Yes, that's the same backsaw I used to cut the rudder splines. Yes, my thumb is OK. It's just tucked under. We had the full turkey dinner with all the stuffing and stuff, without the fuss, and ate until we were stuffed. Enough of that stuff and such. It has been said that Benjamin Franklin once made a point for the turkey to be the national bird. The bald eagle won out, despite of a squawk so bad that they now dub in the call of a red tailed hawk when they show a bald eagle. My observation is that the national bird seems to be the upraised middle finger. I see that a lot more than eagles. Hey, we actually did work. More of the same thing you've seen before to follow.
Like sanding the port hull top.
Like blowing the dust off the hull.
Like applying fiberglass to the cabin top and saturating it with e-pox-e.
Like filling and fairing.
And doing the same to the last section of starboard hull top. That hand is a picture of Budge junior home for the holiday from boarding school. He wanted me to take his picture. This is it. We think, this is the last section of hull tops to glass.
Here's another picture of the junior Budge. I think those shoes come with oars! On Thursday it was cold and rainy. On Friday it was cold and rainy. On Saturday it was, oh, you know. Tom visited in the coldness and rainyness on Saturday. I was going to take a picture, but it was cold and rainy. Tom is a sailor that we met at the Port Aransas boat show, where it was warm and sunny. We had a great visit and showed him the full tour.
Sam sent a nice picture of the house in Ohio. We will be going there the end of December.
Hey......... dat us.........someday........maybe.
Chuck! Send money!