On Delay on the Hard

Thursday, April 4, 2013, Isla Mujeres, Quintana Roo, Mexico

On Delay got hauled out and put up on the hard in the boatyard for bottom painting.
The process was impressive but nerve-racking, especially:

  • Getting On Delay into the haul-out slip (the wind was 20+ knots and she got a whack near the gunwale — right through the fiberglass when a gust caught us 🙁 )
  • Watching her go up in the travel lift.

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The dinghy’s first ramp landing

Monday March 25th, 2013, Cozumel

A recent visitor John Wickey flew out from Cozumel on Monday.

We had difficulty finding a good place to land the dinghy in St. Miguel, Cozumel. When Pete took Wickey and Gayle and Wickey’s luggage to shore, he decided to try landing at the boat ramp. The dinghy has wheels so, in theory, it was “just” a matter of approaching the ramp and then pulling up the dinghy on its wheels.

Tony took advantage of our new camera with telephoto lens to capture the excitement of the first ramp landing.

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The Windlass and The Mennonites (part 1)

When we arrived in Belize, the windlass (the anchor puller upper) finally gave up the ghost. Pete and Tony tried, several times to manufacture fixes to keep it going including rubber rings and aluminum foil. On our final anchor, while heading to Belize City, fixes were no longer an option. This part is no longer made so, aside from buying a brand new windlass, machining new parts seemed the best option.

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Passage to Cayos Viverillo, Honduras

February 2 to 3, 2013 From Providence, Colombia to Cayos Viverillo, Honduras

We had a good passage: about 170 miles through the water (nearly 200 over ground because we had the current helping us). We sailed to weather mostly and did one fairly short tack of motoring into wind to put us in a good position to carry on sailing. On the way, we almost caught a big dorado — it got away just as we were trying to get it into the boat. At sunset, we caught another, slightly smaller one*. I reeled it in — I was completely casual about this process because I was convinced it was just another piece of seaweed. When I saw it was a fish, I got Pete to land it for me.

*The one that got away is always bigger.

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