No, I don't drink that much, though I am enjoying a Gin & Tonic now that the work is done. And no, I don't spend that much time in the gym either. High temps and low winds are in the weekend outlook yet again, a forecast that calls for the drifter. Without it little Nomad would struggle to find enough traction to get going. But remember the stumble last weekend? Well, here it is. (Good deck monkeys are so hard to find...)
We dug out the Sailrite machine and then went to their web sight for some hints on how to fix a drifter. They had a short but excellent video that pointed us in the right direction so off we went.
I would love to take credit for the stitching in that light fabric, but alas, my skill level was not up to the challenge. After pretty much trashing the first patch I climbed out of the driver's seat. It took a while for Deb to find settings on the machine that worked, but when she did things went along rather nicely. I took the supporting role of cutting patches (hot knife, that is the answer) and helping control what seemed like square miles of fabric.
(or how to move onto a sailboat) With the advent of our 50th birthdays came the usual sorts of life evaluations that one goes through. At what have I succeeded? What contributions have I made? What do I have left that I want to do before I die? Living on the water was high on both our lists. For any who share the dream, and for our family members who might not understand, this is our story. We don't know where it will take us, but welcome along for the ride!
2 comments:
I'm only so-so at sewing, you sew so much better. Nice job.
Thanks. We were pretty pleased that you can't really tell the factory stitches from our "after-market" work.
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