(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!
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Make it 300 feet, and it should be 3/8"
Yeah, all you have to do is convince Tim for me :)
Robert, all you have to do to convince me is be available to haul up that 300 feet of 3/8" chain dragging that big-assed anchor on a dark and stormy night when we need to get out of dodge before the real nasties hit.
TJ -
You're not going to be hauling a 75 lb anchor by hand - you have a windlass, right? If you don't, you absolutely need one.
All it will take to convince you is one evening where you have to reset your anchor twice, and you'll be on the phone to a chandler...
bob
s/v Eolian
Seattle
Oh, and the only time you'll have to lift all 300' of chain is when you are anchored in 300' of water... which you will never do, since that would give you 1:1 scope.
bob
We have a manual one. An electric would be fantastic but out of the budget at the moment. Still, I am not looking forward to cranking that anchor in, 20 feet or 100.
In a storm, no one has ever complained about having too big anchor or too much heavy chain
Okay, maybe we just need to paint it red.
Bob,
Sorry but the paint it red comment was an inside joke between Tim and I. I'll have to tell you all about it some day if we're sharing sundowners...
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