Buy my boatThis is sort of the puppy I'm after now Moody 38 cc for sale, 11.43m (37'6"), 1993 | Boatshed or Colvic Countess 35 Cutter Rig for sale, 10.60m (34'9"), 1998 | Boatshed
It's the worst kind of porn..
Don't go near the Colvic btw
Buy my boatThis is sort of the puppy I'm after now Moody 38 cc for sale, 11.43m (37'6"), 1993 | Boatshed or Colvic Countess 35 Cutter Rig for sale, 10.60m (34'9"), 1998 | Boatshed
It's the worst kind of porn..
Buy my boat
Don't go near the Colvic btw
Yeah the rig is all done, no it's not on Boatshed but will be after Christmas.Lol have you got the mast up yet and is it on boatshed?
P.S
What is wrong with the Colvic?
I am still reading the Patrick O'Brian series and I have a few questions
What are a ship's knees?
What does one do when one wears the ship?
What are sky scraper sails and when do you use them?
What is one doing when luffing?
What is a Loblolly boy and do you twentythreedom have one on your boat?
More questions will arise I am sure
Top knowledgeShip's knees are (I think) structural parts - attached alongside the ribs to hold up the deck.
Skyscaper sails, I think are additional sails on square-riggers and schooners - and the highest ... try Wikipedia !
Loblolly boy was the assistant to the ship's "surgeon"
(no real idea about "wearing" and "luffing" as I don't sail ... but what 23freedom says sounds right from my reading of Patrick's books.)
Yeah they are neglected. The wood is completely sound though, just needs a sand and some oil and it'll be good as newOooh look at all that new rope...very tidy.
You want to sort your grab rails out mind
Yeah they are neglected. The wood is completely sound though, just needs a sand and some oil and it'll be good as new
Well if you need a hand I'm in between London and Poole atm. I think I need to do some work on boats as well as sailing them and sanding rails seems like a start..
If you can get to Weymouth we're on (genuine offer - boat is right there and ready to go)Well if you need a hand I'm in between London and Poole atm. I think I need to do some work on boats as well as sailing them and sanding rails seems like a start..
Jcb stuff? Don't know it tbhtwentythreedom have you tried that jcb stuff ? (with holes ... can't remember the proper name ... ah, "Prodec Mesh" tis the Bee's Knees !)
and which oil ? I've been trying "Osmo" ...
If you can get to Weymouth we're on (genuine offer - boat is right there and ready to go)
Hi StoneRoad, yes as I understand it I need cloudlessness, no moon and little light pollution. Why is it better in June?You will need to be in an area with "dark skies" to do the Milky Way proper justice. But the best time is more towards the June solstice in the northern hemisphere. The "core" is not visible at present.
I am still reading the Patrick O'Brian series and I have a few questions
What are a ship's knees?
What does one do when one wears the ship?
What are sky scraper sails and when do you use them?
What is one doing when luffing?
What is a Loblolly boy and do you twentythreedom have one on your boat?
More questions will arise I am sure
The sloth sneezed, and looking up, Jack caught its gaze fixed upon him; its inverted face had an expression of anxiety and concern. 'Try a piece of this, old cock,' he said, dipping his cake in the grog and proffering the sop. 'It might put a little heart into you.' The sloth sighed, closed its eyes, but gently absorbed the piece, and sighed again. Some minutes later he felt a touch on his knee; the sloth had silently climbed down and it was standing there, its beady eyes looking up into his face, bright with expectation. More cake, more grog; growing confidence and esteem. After this, as soon as the drum had beat the retreat, the sloth would meet him, hurrying towards the door on its uneven legs: it was given its own bowl and would grip it with its claws, lowering its round face into it and pursing its lips to drink. Sometimes it went to sleep in this position, bowed over the emptiness.
"In this bucket," said Stephen, walking into the cabin, "in this small half-bucket, now, I have the population of Dublin, London and Paris combined: these animalculae - what is the matter with the sloth?" It was curled on Jack's knee, breathing heavily: its bowl and Jack's glass stood empty on the table. Stephen picked it up, peered into its affable, bleary face, shoot it, and hung it upon its rope. It seized hold with one fore and one hind foot, letting the others dangle limp, and went to sleep.
Stephen looked sharply round, saw the decanter, smelt to the sloth, and cried, "Jack, you have debauched my sloth."