We Leave First Landing and Begin Yard Life

We truly enjoyed First Landing but that's behind us now. We packed our things and moved onto the not-yet-fully-ready boat to begin our life in the boat yard.

One of the breakfast room birds perched and awaiting an unattended breakfast. I have no idea what it is, but it's a lovely bird.

These are the "knees" that are 'glassed into the hull. They anchor the lower ends of the shrouds and the shrouds are the stainless steel cables that support the mast. The shrouds are the component that go through the deck and allow water into the boat: it's a poor design in this case. The workers removed the teak covers and squeezed a lot of caulk into any open space that might leak. We have high hopes that we've stopped the leaks.

The last bed message from our housekeepers. How nice it that? Each afternoon, we returned to our bure and found little notes like this.

Conni examines her polishing work on the stainless steel.

We saw SV Star while we were on Raiatea. We were surprised to see her here. She's a LONG way from home.

Conni snuggled in bed on the last morning.

Yeah, messy, but this is the bathroom. Note no shower curtain or partition for the shower.

The bure kitchen that allowed us to prepare meals here.

Packing for the move. We've been so busy that the uke has rarely been out of the case.

Conni packs for the move.

Our crew that worked for eight days. Front row: Jionni, Leo, Edwin. Back row: a boatyard derelict, Joe. Joe is 55 and called me "old man" while I returned the compliment.

Lovely Conni and lovely Tiko, Yacht Help yard manager for Vuda. She and her husband Paul, have been wonderful and have done more than their share of picking up the pieces.

Wing straddled by the TraveLift that will move her to stands.

We usually have some lunch at the coffee shop and this is the view toward the bar, at left.

The coffee shop view toward the marina, showing the fuel dock in center and more stored boats beyond. The entrance to the inner marina is at center.

Undoubtedly the best maintained boat in the marina is High Aspect, seen here. She's at least 60-feet long. It's said that she's not out a lot, somewhat explaining her immaculate condition.

Ritesh, the senior mechanic, is a "Krishna Consciousness" disciple. He was impressed that we knew so much about his religion, but then Conni and I are children of the 60s. He's a great mechanic. When I asked him how he had fixed something, he'd smile slyly and say, "Krishna did it!" We told him that we wouldn't pay him if that were true.

The collection of country flags, US state flags, and club burgees festoon the top of the Boatyard Bar.

Lovely Conni drifts away after a long day of work and a good meal.

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